The Banana Situation by My Own Pet Radio Lyrics
[Verse 1]
In a circle, Johnny run, blue helmet on his head
Suck the birds and boys and rocks and take us all for dead
Flip the silly kitten off a children-painted station
So the hot box situation is a plausible no way
[Verse 2]
Pinky horse and motor wheels are bombed into a pool
Of ocean bird proportions filled with all my night owl drool
Who is there to listen to a death mouse garage kick?
My heart is just a scrotum canvas held in place with sticks
[Chorus]
(On the moon a mammal, I see a tunnel, banana situation)
Maybe if I move my body out into the street
(On the moon a mammal, I see a tunnel, banana situation)
And turn my tangled words to wine with all my bloody feet
(On the moon a mammal, I see a tunnel, banana situation)
Maybe if I zip my mouth with all your dressy lace
(On the moon a mammal, I see a tunnel, banana situation)
To reinvent the silent wall and make myself a place
[Verse 2]
The rain, it comes, it squiggles in the sky, but don't commit
To anything, an afternoon of cake and tea and spit
Upon the patient waiters taking orders for the time
It bends itself around the earth, a cheeky old chap vine
[Chorus]
(On the moon a mammal, I see a tunnel, banana situation)
Maybe if I move my body out into the street
(On the moon a mammal, I see a tunnel, banana situation)
And turn my tangled words to wine with all my bloody feet
(On the moon a mammal, I see a tunnel, banana situation)
Maybe if I zip my mouth with all your dressy lace
(On the moon a mammal, I see a tunnel, banana situation)
To reinvent the silent wall and make myself a place
[Bridge]
A place to go where my ego is drifting in a field
(Maybe if I isn't born and me I never do)
A place to go where my ego is drifting in a field
(I anti-be and disappear so you can just be you)
A place to go where my ego is drifting in a field
(Maybe if I isn't born and me I never do)
A place to go where my ego is drifting in a field
(I anti-be and disappear so you can just be you)
[Outro]
In a circle, Johnny run, blue helmet on your head
Suck the birds and boys and rocks and leave us all for...
In a circle, Johnny run, blue helmet on his head
Suck the birds and boys and rocks and take us all for dead
Flip the silly kitten off a children-painted station
So the hot box situation is a plausible no way
[Verse 2]
Pinky horse and motor wheels are bombed into a pool
Of ocean bird proportions filled with all my night owl drool
Who is there to listen to a death mouse garage kick?
My heart is just a scrotum canvas held in place with sticks
[Chorus]
(On the moon a mammal, I see a tunnel, banana situation)
Maybe if I move my body out into the street
(On the moon a mammal, I see a tunnel, banana situation)
And turn my tangled words to wine with all my bloody feet
(On the moon a mammal, I see a tunnel, banana situation)
Maybe if I zip my mouth with all your dressy lace
(On the moon a mammal, I see a tunnel, banana situation)
To reinvent the silent wall and make myself a place
[Verse 2]
The rain, it comes, it squiggles in the sky, but don't commit
To anything, an afternoon of cake and tea and spit
Upon the patient waiters taking orders for the time
It bends itself around the earth, a cheeky old chap vine
[Chorus]
(On the moon a mammal, I see a tunnel, banana situation)
Maybe if I move my body out into the street
(On the moon a mammal, I see a tunnel, banana situation)
And turn my tangled words to wine with all my bloody feet
(On the moon a mammal, I see a tunnel, banana situation)
Maybe if I zip my mouth with all your dressy lace
(On the moon a mammal, I see a tunnel, banana situation)
To reinvent the silent wall and make myself a place
[Bridge]
A place to go where my ego is drifting in a field
(Maybe if I isn't born and me I never do)
A place to go where my ego is drifting in a field
(I anti-be and disappear so you can just be you)
A place to go where my ego is drifting in a field
(Maybe if I isn't born and me I never do)
A place to go where my ego is drifting in a field
(I anti-be and disappear so you can just be you)
[Outro]
In a circle, Johnny run, blue helmet on your head
Suck the birds and boys and rocks and leave us all for...