Vaudeville
Give me all you've got
And bring it on
Twenty thousand years ago, I'd probably feel this strong
Somewhere in a cave
Fighting the ice age
Showing off the tiger that I fought today
And the bite marks on my face
What a pretty sight
What a magic rhyme
I was gonna write but instead I read all of Vice
So maybe I'm brainless, maybe I'm wise
Maybe I'll just rip off wicked this time
Give her all you've got
And bring it on
Ninety thousand years ago, she'd probably feel this strong
Somewhere by the sea
Striking up dead trees
Suddenly the fire's burning down the beach
What a pretty sight
What a pretty line
Cut below the stoner smoke
The window from outside
Still shows a party, but it looks empty
Though she's got a white row keeping company
Give him all you've got
And bring it on
Ninety million years ago, he'd probably feel this strong
Somewhere on all fours
Proto-mammal and his thoughts are short
Eaten by the remnants of the dinosaurs
What a pretty sight
What a pretty mind
Living in a shithole, just to sell in his spare time
His suburban dad is kinda mad
But this is the most fun that he's ever had
Everyday we're taking pills
Afternoon and evening quil
Putting on a show like Vaudeville
(Woah, a show like Vaudeville)
Every day we're taking pills
Afternoon and evening quil
Putting on a show like Vaudeville
(Woah, a show like Vaudeville)
Putting on a show like Vaudeville
(Woah, a show like Vaudeville)
Putting on a show like Vaudeville
(Woah, a show like Vaudeville)
And bring it on
Twenty thousand years ago, I'd probably feel this strong
Somewhere in a cave
Fighting the ice age
Showing off the tiger that I fought today
And the bite marks on my face
What a pretty sight
What a magic rhyme
I was gonna write but instead I read all of Vice
So maybe I'm brainless, maybe I'm wise
Maybe I'll just rip off wicked this time
Give her all you've got
And bring it on
Ninety thousand years ago, she'd probably feel this strong
Somewhere by the sea
Striking up dead trees
Suddenly the fire's burning down the beach
What a pretty sight
What a pretty line
Cut below the stoner smoke
The window from outside
Still shows a party, but it looks empty
Though she's got a white row keeping company
Give him all you've got
And bring it on
Ninety million years ago, he'd probably feel this strong
Somewhere on all fours
Proto-mammal and his thoughts are short
Eaten by the remnants of the dinosaurs
What a pretty sight
What a pretty mind
Living in a shithole, just to sell in his spare time
His suburban dad is kinda mad
But this is the most fun that he's ever had
Everyday we're taking pills
Afternoon and evening quil
Putting on a show like Vaudeville
(Woah, a show like Vaudeville)
Every day we're taking pills
Afternoon and evening quil
Putting on a show like Vaudeville
(Woah, a show like Vaudeville)
Putting on a show like Vaudeville
(Woah, a show like Vaudeville)
Putting on a show like Vaudeville
(Woah, a show like Vaudeville)
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Writer(s): Sidney Frances Gish
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