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Lyrify.me

Song against sex neutral milk hotel cover by Kiwi Sounds Lyrics

Genre: misc | Year: 2017

[The chatter at the very beginning]
Brandon: We don't have to finish those before midnight. Alright!
Jesse: It's doin it... ope, gotta reset it
Tim: Oh boy!
Jesse: Ok
Tim: Want me to do the chatter at the very beginning?
Jesse: Sh sh sh sh sh
Tim: What?

[Verse 1, Jesse]
And the first one tore a picture
Of a dead and hanging man
Who was kissing foreign fishes
That flew right out from this hands
And when I put my arms around him
I felt the blushing blood run through my cheeks
And an eeriness surrounded
When his tongue began to speak
And he said, 'Oh boy you are so pretty'
Enough to wrap tight in rice-paper string
And when I finally kissed him
The whole world began to ring
Lost like a bell that's tipping over
With two cracks along both sides
And I knew the world was over
So I took a look outside
And watched the fires that were reaching
Up to the weather vanes and the tops of trees
And the waiting scene and the Sunday dream
They're all waiting here for me
[Chorus, Jesse & Brandon]
(Instrumental & vocal harmonies)

[Verse 2, Jesse]
Deli markets with their flower stands
And pretty girls and the burning men
Hanging out on the hooks next to the window displays
And I took out my tongue twice removed from my face
Across a bridge and across the mountains
Threw a nickel in a fountain
To save my soul from all these troubled times
And all the drugs that I don't have the guts to take
To soothe my mind so I'm always sober
Always aching, always heading towards
Mass suicide, occult figurines
And wasted gas-station attendants
Attending to their jobs
And a nice drive in the country
Finds a nice cliff to drop off
Oh when this life just gets so grating
All the grittiness of life
But don't take those pills your boyfriend gave you
You're too wonderful to die

[Chorus, Jesse & Brandon]
(Instrumental & vocal harmonies)
[Verse 3, Jesse]
And the last one tore a picture
From the pornographic page
When all the pleasure points attacking
All the looks of love were staged
And it's a lie that you've been given
That just hurts you every day
So why should I lay here naked
When it's just too far away
From anything we could call loving
Any love worth living for
So I'll sleep out in the gutter
You can sleep here on the floor
And when I wake up in the morning
I won't forget to lock the door
Something that, fucking, last words. (Incomprehensible), NEUTRAL MILK HOTEL

Tim: Mom's spaghetti

[Chorus, Jesse & Brandon]
(Instrumental & vocal harmonies)

Tim: Arm spaghetti