Heard About Your Heresy
Oh hey there neighbor
Could you do me a favor?
Could you make all my woes disappear into foam
As I discover a home deep inside Indigo?
Saddle up baby
Your stallion is waiting
The satellite soldiers are cranky and sober
Cause they blew all their tokens on porno and poker
Parasite masseuse
She loves to misuse you
Now I'm making her breakfast wearing her underwear
And I feel hyper aware of how unfair I've been lately
Leave me alone
T-t-toss me a bone
You can't tell what hit you 'til she's gone
The meaning gets lost
We all have a cost
Everybody involved will grow fifty feet tall
If we keep feeding them all of our left over habits
They'll poison the rivers
So they can deliver
More plastic products who remain blissfully unaware of the scene
And the havoc
We're causing
Oh hey there neighbor
Could you do me a favor?
Could you make all my woes disappear into foam
As I discover a home deep inside Indigo?
Leave me alone
T-t-toss me a bone
You can't tell what hit you 'til she's gone
No you can't tell what hit you 'til she's gone
No you can't tell what hit you 'til she's gone
No You can't tell what hit you 'til she's gone
You can't tell what hit you 'til she's gone
No you can't tell what hit ya
You can't tell what hit ya
You can't tell what hit ya
Could you do me a favor?
Could you make all my woes disappear into foam
As I discover a home deep inside Indigo?
Saddle up baby
Your stallion is waiting
The satellite soldiers are cranky and sober
Cause they blew all their tokens on porno and poker
Parasite masseuse
She loves to misuse you
Now I'm making her breakfast wearing her underwear
And I feel hyper aware of how unfair I've been lately
Leave me alone
T-t-toss me a bone
You can't tell what hit you 'til she's gone
The meaning gets lost
We all have a cost
Everybody involved will grow fifty feet tall
If we keep feeding them all of our left over habits
They'll poison the rivers
So they can deliver
More plastic products who remain blissfully unaware of the scene
And the havoc
We're causing
Oh hey there neighbor
Could you do me a favor?
Could you make all my woes disappear into foam
As I discover a home deep inside Indigo?
Leave me alone
T-t-toss me a bone
You can't tell what hit you 'til she's gone
No you can't tell what hit you 'til she's gone
No you can't tell what hit you 'til she's gone
No You can't tell what hit you 'til she's gone
You can't tell what hit you 'til she's gone
No you can't tell what hit ya
You can't tell what hit ya
You can't tell what hit ya
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Christopoulos
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