Welcome Mat Part 1 by Aboriginal (Miami) Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I know a house on Bird and 75th
The lights are dim, there’s always plenty to drink
It stinks of liquor and there’s bud in the room
Music fills the atmosphere like the sun and the moon
Where we consume these poisons in various forms
Instruments that we can barely afford
The floor is buried in cords with an assorted mix
Of RCAs, monster cables and as well as the 1/4 inch
The more we think, the more we care to write
About this 1,000 square foot paradise
The more we think, the more we care to write
About this 1,000 square foot paradise…
I know a house on Bird and 75th
The lights are dim, there’s always plenty to drink
It stinks of liquor and there’s bud in the room
Music fills the atmosphere like the sun and the moon
Where we consume these poisons in various forms
Instruments that we can barely afford
The floor is buried in cords with an assorted mix
Of RCAs, monster cables and as well as the 1/4 inch
The more we think, the more we care to write
About this 1,000 square foot paradise
The more we think, the more we care to write
About this 1,000 square foot paradise…