Song | Mushroom Men |
Artist | Les Claypool |
Album | Of Fungi And Foe |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Claypool | |
You may see horses try to fly | |
A dog with periwinkle eyes | |
But peppered earth with chunks of sky | |
Now there's a sight worth seein' | |
With sod gets moist with dewy flow | |
The fungus spores, they start to show | |
And if you're sharp and in the know | |
You may spy a different bein' | |
I lean my head on window pane | |
And stare out cat-eyed through the rain | |
And though the dim's an awful strain | |
I think I seen a mushroom man | |
I think I seen a mushroom man | |
Boletus, Boletus I'm looking for Boletus | |
Boletus, Boletus I'm looking for Boletus | |
Boletus, Boletus I'm looking for Boletus | |
Don't touch the Amanitas | |
Look out for Amanitas | |
Be it seven sons or seven trout | |
They came to see with throbbing doubt | |
The fungi as they pranced about | |
The ma-ma-ma-ma-mushroom men | |
Now when mares eat oats and does eat oats | |
And jackalopes eat bacon | |
It's time to get your glasses checked | |
'Cause surely you're mistaken |
zuo qu : Claypool | |
You may see horses try to fly | |
A dog with periwinkle eyes | |
But peppered earth with chunks of sky | |
Now there' s a sight worth seein' | |
With sod gets moist with dewy flow | |
The fungus spores, they start to show | |
And if you' re sharp and in the know | |
You may spy a different bein' | |
I lean my head on window pane | |
And stare out cateyed through the rain | |
And though the dim' s an awful strain | |
I think I seen a mushroom man | |
I think I seen a mushroom man | |
Boletus, Boletus I' m looking for Boletus | |
Boletus, Boletus I' m looking for Boletus | |
Boletus, Boletus I' m looking for Boletus | |
Don' t touch the Amanitas | |
Look out for Amanitas | |
Be it seven sons or seven trout | |
They came to see with throbbing doubt | |
The fungi as they pranced about | |
The mamamamamushroom men | |
Now when mares eat oats and does eat oats | |
And jackalopes eat bacon | |
It' s time to get your glasses checked | |
' Cause surely you' re mistaken |
zuò qǔ : Claypool | |
You may see horses try to fly | |
A dog with periwinkle eyes | |
But peppered earth with chunks of sky | |
Now there' s a sight worth seein' | |
With sod gets moist with dewy flow | |
The fungus spores, they start to show | |
And if you' re sharp and in the know | |
You may spy a different bein' | |
I lean my head on window pane | |
And stare out cateyed through the rain | |
And though the dim' s an awful strain | |
I think I seen a mushroom man | |
I think I seen a mushroom man | |
Boletus, Boletus I' m looking for Boletus | |
Boletus, Boletus I' m looking for Boletus | |
Boletus, Boletus I' m looking for Boletus | |
Don' t touch the Amanitas | |
Look out for Amanitas | |
Be it seven sons or seven trout | |
They came to see with throbbing doubt | |
The fungi as they pranced about | |
The mamamamamushroom men | |
Now when mares eat oats and does eat oats | |
And jackalopes eat bacon | |
It' s time to get your glasses checked | |
' Cause surely you' re mistaken |