| Song | Four Dreams |
| Artist | Jesca Hoop |
| Album | Hunting My Dress |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Come and bring your stereo | |
| Come and bring your stereo | |
| And lay down on my pillow | |
| Down into a dream we go | |
| Down into a dream we go | |
| You never know where | |
| We’ll go | |
| Under the shelter of a willow tree | |
| Sam and I awoke where we were once sleeping | |
| The bed that we lay upon is chamomile | |
| And it smells like bubble gum for real | |
| Skunk and owl and doe | |
| Gather round my radio | |
| Oh | |
| Then with a resonance that split the earth | |
| The skunk cried a call like one I’ve never heard | |
| And from the crevice a cuckoo clock emerged | |
| And from it a little wooden bird | |
| It spread apart its beak | |
| And time began to speak | |
| I’ll gift you 123 | |
| Songs as old as me | |
| Come and bring your stereo..... | |
| Climbing a statue that stands 50 ft | |
| The cast of a woman that looks just like me | |
| To find that my character was caught completely | |
| Cemented from head down to my feet | |
| A bee flew from my nose | |
| He said come and bring your stereo | |
| Oh | |
| Down through my throat to what seemed my teeth | |
| The bee tuned the stereo to bump a beat | |
| And she began a buzzin’ in the key of B | |
| All to instigate the crumbling of concrete | |
| The mask fell from my skin | |
| Left me younger than I’ve ever been | |
| I’ll gift you 123 | |
| Youth eternally | |
| Eta, my sweet Loretta | |
| I love it when you put the warm milk and honey in my bowl | |
| Get up now don’t you go and get up | |
| I wanna show you how I love my Jelly Roll | |
| Oh how I love my Johnny boy | |
| And if you ever leave baby me I’ll be destroyed | |
| Lets make a baby Johnny boy | |
| Right here in this living room and we’ll call her June | |
| Come and bring your stereo.... | |
| One summer evening at a block party | |
| The juice from the ghetto blaster was fading | |
| So we highjacked electrical piracy | |
| Because nobody had a battery | |
| And the gods of rock and roll | |
| Hypnotized my stereo | |
| Come and bring your stereo |
| Come and bring your stereo | |
| Come and bring your stereo | |
| And lay down on my pillow | |
| Down into a dream we go | |
| Down into a dream we go | |
| You never know where | |
| We' ll go | |
| Under the shelter of a willow tree | |
| Sam and I awoke where we were once sleeping | |
| The bed that we lay upon is chamomile | |
| And it smells like bubble gum for real | |
| Skunk and owl and doe | |
| Gather round my radio | |
| Oh | |
| Then with a resonance that split the earth | |
| The skunk cried a call like one I' ve never heard | |
| And from the crevice a cuckoo clock emerged | |
| And from it a little wooden bird | |
| It spread apart its beak | |
| And time began to speak | |
| I' ll gift you 123 | |
| Songs as old as me | |
| Come and bring your stereo..... | |
| Climbing a statue that stands 50 ft | |
| The cast of a woman that looks just like me | |
| To find that my character was caught completely | |
| Cemented from head down to my feet | |
| A bee flew from my nose | |
| He said come and bring your stereo | |
| Oh | |
| Down through my throat to what seemed my teeth | |
| The bee tuned the stereo to bump a beat | |
| And she began a buzzin' in the key of B | |
| All to instigate the crumbling of concrete | |
| The mask fell from my skin | |
| Left me younger than I' ve ever been | |
| I' ll gift you 123 | |
| Youth eternally | |
| Eta, my sweet Loretta | |
| I love it when you put the warm milk and honey in my bowl | |
| Get up now don' t you go and get up | |
| I wanna show you how I love my Jelly Roll | |
| Oh how I love my Johnny boy | |
| And if you ever leave baby me I' ll be destroyed | |
| Lets make a baby Johnny boy | |
| Right here in this living room and we' ll call her June | |
| Come and bring your stereo.... | |
| One summer evening at a block party | |
| The juice from the ghetto blaster was fading | |
| So we highjacked electrical piracy | |
| Because nobody had a battery | |
| And the gods of rock and roll | |
| Hypnotized my stereo | |
| Come and bring your stereo |
| Come and bring your stereo | |
| Come and bring your stereo | |
| And lay down on my pillow | |
| Down into a dream we go | |
| Down into a dream we go | |
| You never know where | |
| We' ll go | |
| Under the shelter of a willow tree | |
| Sam and I awoke where we were once sleeping | |
| The bed that we lay upon is chamomile | |
| And it smells like bubble gum for real | |
| Skunk and owl and doe | |
| Gather round my radio | |
| Oh | |
| Then with a resonance that split the earth | |
| The skunk cried a call like one I' ve never heard | |
| And from the crevice a cuckoo clock emerged | |
| And from it a little wooden bird | |
| It spread apart its beak | |
| And time began to speak | |
| I' ll gift you 123 | |
| Songs as old as me | |
| Come and bring your stereo..... | |
| Climbing a statue that stands 50 ft | |
| The cast of a woman that looks just like me | |
| To find that my character was caught completely | |
| Cemented from head down to my feet | |
| A bee flew from my nose | |
| He said come and bring your stereo | |
| Oh | |
| Down through my throat to what seemed my teeth | |
| The bee tuned the stereo to bump a beat | |
| And she began a buzzin' in the key of B | |
| All to instigate the crumbling of concrete | |
| The mask fell from my skin | |
| Left me younger than I' ve ever been | |
| I' ll gift you 123 | |
| Youth eternally | |
| Eta, my sweet Loretta | |
| I love it when you put the warm milk and honey in my bowl | |
| Get up now don' t you go and get up | |
| I wanna show you how I love my Jelly Roll | |
| Oh how I love my Johnny boy | |
| And if you ever leave baby me I' ll be destroyed | |
| Lets make a baby Johnny boy | |
| Right here in this living room and we' ll call her June | |
| Come and bring your stereo.... | |
| One summer evening at a block party | |
| The juice from the ghetto blaster was fading | |
| So we highjacked electrical piracy | |
| Because nobody had a battery | |
| And the gods of rock and roll | |
| Hypnotized my stereo | |
| Come and bring your stereo |