The Ceiling Is Bendin' Lyrics

	作词 : Flaming Lips
	Well, it's midnight in a liquor store
	In texas on halloween
	Salvador dali watches
	From his window in a dream
	Jesus is a rock star
	Who destroys all he sees
	Godzilla is a cowboy
	Who is dressed up as a queen
	She isn't as depressed as she used to be
	Come on over here, my dear
	Well, i hold my head real still
	So i can't see very far
	They got all these vietnamese
	Heads stuffed into jars
	They got all these things
	That make them look like they're way in
	They use polythene plastics
	On their bods instead of skin
	If i had someone to talk to
	I wouldn't mind so much
	But it takes so long to get there
	Can't remember where i was
	And i wouldn't mind to talk to you
	Even if i could
	The ceiling is bendin' on my telephone
	Everything's gettin' weird
	And my skin falls from my bones

	zuo ci : Flaming Lips
	Well, it' s midnight in a liquor store
	In texas on halloween
	Salvador dali watches
	From his window in a dream
	Jesus is a rock star
	Who destroys all he sees
	Godzilla is a cowboy
	Who is dressed up as a queen
	She isn' t as depressed as she used to be
	Come on over here, my dear
	Well, i hold my head real still
	So i can' t see very far
	They got all these vietnamese
	Heads stuffed into jars
	They got all these things
	That make them look like they' re way in
	They use polythene plastics
	On their bods instead of skin
	If i had someone to talk to
	I wouldn' t mind so much
	But it takes so long to get there
	Can' t remember where i was
	And i wouldn' t mind to talk to you
	Even if i could
	The ceiling is bendin' on my telephone
	Everything' s gettin' weird
	And my skin falls from my bones

	zuò cí : Flaming Lips
	Well, it' s midnight in a liquor store
	In texas on halloween
	Salvador dali watches
	From his window in a dream
	Jesus is a rock star
	Who destroys all he sees
	Godzilla is a cowboy
	Who is dressed up as a queen
	She isn' t as depressed as she used to be
	Come on over here, my dear
	Well, i hold my head real still
	So i can' t see very far
	They got all these vietnamese
	Heads stuffed into jars
	They got all these things
	That make them look like they' re way in
	They use polythene plastics
	On their bods instead of skin
	If i had someone to talk to
	I wouldn' t mind so much
	But it takes so long to get there
	Can' t remember where i was
	And i wouldn' t mind to talk to you
	Even if i could
	The ceiling is bendin' on my telephone
	Everything' s gettin' weird
	And my skin falls from my bones

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