Song | Moonjock |
Artist | Animal Collective |
Album | Centipede Hz |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
In our covered wagon times when Dad he had his captain eyes | |
We'd get the steel horse moving on the straights and lines of 95 | |
And Mom she was our singer and we kept alive on greasy fries | |
I held onto my stash of jams that ran along in Michelin time | |
In the back of, our old car never going too far | |
In the back of, our old car i think we've gone too far | |
And there's no way to remind me of specific plates or what the text was | |
No better way to remind me of sun-heated seats than "Love me do; was | |
Carolina mark the mile | |
"South of the Border; bumper signs | |
And styles I don't recognize | |
A weeping willow motel sign | |
By Georgia I am hypnotized | |
More batteries for my power ma'am | |
I'm tuning into radio | |
Let it change me till we drive again | |
In the back of, our old car never going too far | |
In the back of, our old car i think we've gone too far | |
And there's no way to remind me of, the scented heads in a blue Camino | |
No better way to remind me of, a neato rack than a lead off track was | |
There's no way to remind me of, specific plates or what the text was | |
No better way to remind me of, sun-heated seats than "Love me do" was | |
And in the night time you'll sleep | |
Lean on it, lean on it | |
Don't you wake them lean on | |
And in the night time you'll sleep | |
Lean on it, lean on it | |
Don't you wake them lean on | |
And in the night you'll sleep | |
What! | |
Ran out again... | |
...ran out again... | |
...ran out again... | |
...ran out again... | |
...ran out again... | |
...ran out again... | |
...ran out again... | |
...ran out again... | |
...ran out again... | |
...ran out again... | |
...ran out again... | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out aga- |
In our covered wagon times when Dad he had his captain eyes | |
We' d get the steel horse moving on the straights and lines of 95 | |
And Mom she was our singer and we kept alive on greasy fries | |
I held onto my stash of jams that ran along in Michelin time | |
In the back of, our old car never going too far | |
In the back of, our old car i think we' ve gone too far | |
And there' s no way to remind me of specific plates or what the text was | |
No better way to remind me of sunheated seats than " Love me do was | |
Carolina mark the mile | |
" South of the Border bumper signs | |
And styles I don' t recognize | |
A weeping willow motel sign | |
By Georgia I am hypnotized | |
More batteries for my power ma' am | |
I' m tuning into radio | |
Let it change me till we drive again | |
In the back of, our old car never going too far | |
In the back of, our old car i think we' ve gone too far | |
And there' s no way to remind me of, the scented heads in a blue Camino | |
No better way to remind me of, a neato rack than a lead off track was | |
There' s no way to remind me of, specific plates or what the text was | |
No better way to remind me of, sunheated seats than " Love me do" was | |
And in the night time you' ll sleep | |
Lean on it, lean on it | |
Don' t you wake them lean on | |
And in the night time you' ll sleep | |
Lean on it, lean on it | |
Don' t you wake them lean on | |
And in the night you' ll sleep | |
What! | |
Ran out again... | |
... ran out again... | |
... ran out again... | |
... ran out again... | |
... ran out again... | |
... ran out again... | |
... ran out again... | |
... ran out again... | |
... ran out again... | |
... ran out again... | |
... ran out again... | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out aga |
In our covered wagon times when Dad he had his captain eyes | |
We' d get the steel horse moving on the straights and lines of 95 | |
And Mom she was our singer and we kept alive on greasy fries | |
I held onto my stash of jams that ran along in Michelin time | |
In the back of, our old car never going too far | |
In the back of, our old car i think we' ve gone too far | |
And there' s no way to remind me of specific plates or what the text was | |
No better way to remind me of sunheated seats than " Love me do was | |
Carolina mark the mile | |
" South of the Border bumper signs | |
And styles I don' t recognize | |
A weeping willow motel sign | |
By Georgia I am hypnotized | |
More batteries for my power ma' am | |
I' m tuning into radio | |
Let it change me till we drive again | |
In the back of, our old car never going too far | |
In the back of, our old car i think we' ve gone too far | |
And there' s no way to remind me of, the scented heads in a blue Camino | |
No better way to remind me of, a neato rack than a lead off track was | |
There' s no way to remind me of, specific plates or what the text was | |
No better way to remind me of, sunheated seats than " Love me do" was | |
And in the night time you' ll sleep | |
Lean on it, lean on it | |
Don' t you wake them lean on | |
And in the night time you' ll sleep | |
Lean on it, lean on it | |
Don' t you wake them lean on | |
And in the night you' ll sleep | |
What! | |
Ran out again... | |
... ran out again... | |
... ran out again... | |
... ran out again... | |
... ran out again... | |
... ran out again... | |
... ran out again... | |
... ran out again... | |
... ran out again... | |
... ran out again... | |
... ran out again... | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you ran it out, ran it out | |
And then you run out again | |
And then you run out aga |