Wild Oats by Ewe Dew Lyrics
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On this island
This pretty island
It is mine
It's where I spread my wild oats
Oats
Oats forever
Oats forever and always
We are slaves to little beige grain
It makes everything nice
It soaks up liquid
Soaks up advice
And when I reach out
Reach out and touch it
Everyone is begging for it
Begging for it
Every single morning
You call me on down for breakfast
You call me down 15 times
But I can't be there mom
I have to be here to face it
But I can't be there mom
I have to be here to face it
I'm not allowed to be happy
I'm not allowed to be happy
That is why
I better spread my wild oats
Oh
It's really great here
It fucking sucks here
If it smells like suffering
It's probably cause' someone's suffering
And if you smell something good
Who knows if you should
There is a magic
To building habits
Bunch of people slurpin' on it
Slurpin' on it
Every single morning
And you're riding a hot ass train
Appetite becomes your brain
But I can't be there mom
I have to be here to face it
(The opposite of death must be doing everything at once)
I can't be there mom
I have to be here to face it
(The opposite of death must be doing everything at once)
I can't be there mom
I have to be here to face it
The humble berry
The noble berry
It is time to adorn my wild oats
Oh
Oats improving
Oats get a little healthier
I have tried to put berries on me
They make everything nice
They provide texture
They will suffice
And when I reach out
Reach out and touch it
Everyone is begging for it
Begging for it
Every single morning
I don't wanna talk to anybody
I just wanna stuff my face
But I can't be there mom
Yeah I can't be there mom
I can't be there mom
I can't be there mom
Kill your darlings
Kill your darlings
I walk by a man with a face like a slapped ass
Oh
I walk by mothers
I walk by Pomeranians
This is my island
Did I miss the fucking Cambrian Explosion or something
So many darlings to kill
Just take a pill
It is relentless
It is air ventless
Bunch of people looking at it
Looking at it
Every single morning
Somebody said he wasn't made for these times
But no one every was
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On this island
This pretty island
It is mine
It's where I spread my wild oats
Oats
Oats forever
Oats forever and always
We are slaves to little beige grain
It makes everything nice
It soaks up liquid
Soaks up advice
And when I reach out
Reach out and touch it
Everyone is begging for it
Begging for it
Every single morning
You call me on down for breakfast
You call me down 15 times
But I can't be there mom
I have to be here to face it
But I can't be there mom
I have to be here to face it
I'm not allowed to be happy
I'm not allowed to be happy
That is why
I better spread my wild oats
Oh
It's really great here
It fucking sucks here
If it smells like suffering
It's probably cause' someone's suffering
And if you smell something good
Who knows if you should
There is a magic
To building habits
Bunch of people slurpin' on it
Slurpin' on it
Every single morning
And you're riding a hot ass train
Appetite becomes your brain
But I can't be there mom
I have to be here to face it
(The opposite of death must be doing everything at once)
I can't be there mom
I have to be here to face it
(The opposite of death must be doing everything at once)
I can't be there mom
I have to be here to face it
The humble berry
The noble berry
It is time to adorn my wild oats
Oh
Oats improving
Oats get a little healthier
I have tried to put berries on me
They make everything nice
They provide texture
They will suffice
And when I reach out
Reach out and touch it
Everyone is begging for it
Begging for it
Every single morning
I don't wanna talk to anybody
I just wanna stuff my face
But I can't be there mom
Yeah I can't be there mom
I can't be there mom
I can't be there mom
Kill your darlings
Kill your darlings
I walk by a man with a face like a slapped ass
Oh
I walk by mothers
I walk by Pomeranians
This is my island
Did I miss the fucking Cambrian Explosion or something
So many darlings to kill
Just take a pill
It is relentless
It is air ventless
Bunch of people looking at it
Looking at it
Every single morning
Somebody said he wasn't made for these times
But no one every was