Song | Dark Wave |
Artist | Stephen Malkmus |
Album | Pig Lib |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
you fed his bod a metal rod | |
you turned into a fuselage | |
you took a right on the new highway | |
and did a waltz on his jelly laze | |
rising rising | |
when your pictures is American icons rising rising | |
run to the riches and you tear up your shell ronde creatures | |
and day-glo kids with your riders on top too riding riding | |
if you’re like me it’s not too late | |
you fantasize about the page | |
a two-horse carriage garage | |
take the reins down the new highway | |
a culvert down to the ducks and drakes | |
rising rising | |
looking mighty fake with your ? tailbone | |
flizing flizing | |
soon you’ll go to this killing time | |
blondie creature | |
multiple gear with his eyes all around you | |
rying rying | |
if you’re like me it’s not too late |
you fed his bod a metal rod | |
you turned into a fuselage | |
you took a right on the new highway | |
and did a waltz on his jelly laze | |
rising rising | |
when your pictures is American icons rising rising | |
run to the riches and you tear up your shell ronde creatures | |
and dayglo kids with your riders on top too riding riding | |
if you' re like me it' s not too late | |
you fantasize about the page | |
a twohorse carriage garage | |
take the reins down the new highway | |
a culvert down to the ducks and drakes | |
rising rising | |
looking mighty fake with your nbsp? tailbone | |
flizing flizing | |
soon you' ll go to this killing time | |
blondie creature | |
multiple gear with his eyes all around you | |
rying rying | |
if you' re like me it' s not too late |
you fed his bod a metal rod | |
you turned into a fuselage | |
you took a right on the new highway | |
and did a waltz on his jelly laze | |
rising rising | |
when your pictures is American icons rising rising | |
run to the riches and you tear up your shell ronde creatures | |
and dayglo kids with your riders on top too riding riding | |
if you' re like me it' s not too late | |
you fantasize about the page | |
a twohorse carriage garage | |
take the reins down the new highway | |
a culvert down to the ducks and drakes | |
rising rising | |
looking mighty fake with your nbsp? tailbone | |
flizing flizing | |
soon you' ll go to this killing time | |
blondie creature | |
multiple gear with his eyes all around you | |
rying rying | |
if you' re like me it' s not too late |