《By Torpedo or Crohn’s》歌词

[00:00:00] By Torpedo or Crohn’s - WHY?

[00:00:02] Sleeping late I hear the sad horns of labor trucks sigh

[00:00:06] My neighbor walks by

[00:00:07] High heels click dry like half a proud horse down brook

[00:00:11] I hear somebody's babbling I mistook for a cavalry

[00:00:15] Whispering victory to the sparks in their kindling

[00:00:18] But all their green woods wet

[00:00:20] And unmet as of yet by the gases of flame

[00:00:23] Pressing against the pending physics of my passed down last name

[00:00:27] Living in the tear between two spacescondemned

[00:00:30] In one of the many places you're not I am

[00:00:33] Hiding from my friends in the bathroom at thrift town

[00:00:37] To write this tune down

[00:00:40] La la la la la la la la la da da da da da da da da da da la

[00:01:07] Today after lunch

[00:01:08] I got sick and blew chunks all over my new shoes

[00:01:11] In a lot behind whole foods

[00:01:12] This is a new kind of blues

[00:01:14] And what about losing limb or loved one

[00:01:16] In a duel dissatisfies you of seems just

[00:01:20] As a kid I did not sh*t my pants much

[00:01:22] Why start now with this stuff

[00:01:24] And I do not bluffsecond caller gets bit by a dog or jeff dahmer

[00:01:29] Kisses or stitches no mitt for these pitches

[00:01:32] Lone pone onemaster of the cheap pun

[00:01:36] If I'm not raw I'm just a bit underdone

[00:01:39] But I'd be o k cool as a railif they'd just let us have healthfood in hell

[00:01:46] La la la la la la la la la da da da da da da da da da da la

[00:02:11] Good heaven's background radiation and the black arts of waiting

[00:02:15] Not the same since I switched my hair part and started shaving

[00:02:19] Got hexed my hidden hair gone corners

[00:02:21] Oh I'll never be a joinerlife long local foreigner I

[00:02:24] Raw lunghome grown fake in coed naked choir

[00:02:28] Second tenorhighest riseblessed clever compromister

[00:02:31] I'll be proudly mouthing watermelon every song

[00:02:34] I put the phone to my ear but all I hear's a dial tone

[00:02:38] Will they map my skull and wrap my bones when my wig is gone

[00:02:42] No I'll go unknown by torpedo or crohn's

[00:02:44] Only those evil live to see their own likeness in stone

[00:02:49] My brother said

[00:02:51] La la la la la la la la la da da da da da da da da da da la da