The Seat on This Piano's Too Damn Tall
I used to hate to drive in the rain
When the seat belt burned the fleshy side it felt the pain
Four hundred cars squished into one lane
Then the bug bites and it begs you to complain
And the seat on this piano's too damn tall
It won't stop me from playing, but I'm scared that I might fall
And I can't wait to be home again
With my baby grand
And my high school friends
Hurricanes
What joy they bring me
The wet leaves cling to me
They itch my skin
Hurricanes
The wind chime rattles
The canoe self-paddles
We want it all
But the seat on this piano's too damn tall
And It won't stop me from playing, but I'm scared that I might fall
And I can't wait to be home again
With my baby grand
And my high school friends
The seat on this piano's too damn tall
And It won't stop me from playing, but I'm scared that I might fall
And I can't wait to be home again
With my baby grand
And my high school friends
Cause I have nightmares of alligators
And donuts in the sunrise with my dad
I have moments in brick buildings
That don't feel so bad
I used to hate to drive in the rain
When the seat belt burned the fleshy side it felt the pain
Four hundred cars squished into one lane
Then the bug bites and it begs you to complain
It makes you hate to drive in the rain
When the seat belt burned the fleshy side you felt a chain
Four hundred cars backed up inside your brain
And you tell yourself the bug's the one to blame...
When the seat belt burned the fleshy side it felt the pain
Four hundred cars squished into one lane
Then the bug bites and it begs you to complain
And the seat on this piano's too damn tall
It won't stop me from playing, but I'm scared that I might fall
And I can't wait to be home again
With my baby grand
And my high school friends
Hurricanes
What joy they bring me
The wet leaves cling to me
They itch my skin
Hurricanes
The wind chime rattles
The canoe self-paddles
We want it all
But the seat on this piano's too damn tall
And It won't stop me from playing, but I'm scared that I might fall
And I can't wait to be home again
With my baby grand
And my high school friends
The seat on this piano's too damn tall
And It won't stop me from playing, but I'm scared that I might fall
And I can't wait to be home again
With my baby grand
And my high school friends
Cause I have nightmares of alligators
And donuts in the sunrise with my dad
I have moments in brick buildings
That don't feel so bad
I used to hate to drive in the rain
When the seat belt burned the fleshy side it felt the pain
Four hundred cars squished into one lane
Then the bug bites and it begs you to complain
It makes you hate to drive in the rain
When the seat belt burned the fleshy side you felt a chain
Four hundred cars backed up inside your brain
And you tell yourself the bug's the one to blame...
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Writer(s): Pablo Uribasterra
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