Peter and Paul
Peter said to Paul
That's all I've got to give, but don't get it wrong
I'll return on sunny days, laying low with Lindy's babe
And we'll watch the Hindenburg blaze
Paul snapped back That's not too bad
Maybe now we can start our podcast
Gotta catch the 12:15 to Mars from Aberdeen
And I want a window seat
It hasn't been this cold
Since 2000 I'm told
Y2K? OK, sure thing
Why must these angels sing
Oh me, oh my, oh la di da
Head north to friendly Canada
And when the mounties yell
Stop
We'll stop
What we've been through is nothing new
I've got a few things to do
A line of cocaine
Benzos to kill the pain
And two video games
It hasn't been this cold
Since 2000 I'm told
Y2K? OK, sure thing
Why must these angels sing
Oh me, oh my, oh la di da
Head north to friendly Canada
And when the mounties yell
Stop
We'll stop
When all the money's spent
We'll break bread in our basement apartments
On soiled carpets
Tacking art to the walls in the dark
With a palpitating heart
And a grandiose plan to not fall apart
It hasn't been this cold
Since 2000 I'm told
Y2K? OK, sure thing
Why must these angels sing
Oh me, oh my, oh la di da
Head north to friendly Canada
And when the mounties yell
Stop
We'll stop
We'll stop
We'll stop
That's all I've got to give, but don't get it wrong
I'll return on sunny days, laying low with Lindy's babe
And we'll watch the Hindenburg blaze
Paul snapped back That's not too bad
Maybe now we can start our podcast
Gotta catch the 12:15 to Mars from Aberdeen
And I want a window seat
It hasn't been this cold
Since 2000 I'm told
Y2K? OK, sure thing
Why must these angels sing
Oh me, oh my, oh la di da
Head north to friendly Canada
And when the mounties yell
Stop
We'll stop
What we've been through is nothing new
I've got a few things to do
A line of cocaine
Benzos to kill the pain
And two video games
It hasn't been this cold
Since 2000 I'm told
Y2K? OK, sure thing
Why must these angels sing
Oh me, oh my, oh la di da
Head north to friendly Canada
And when the mounties yell
Stop
We'll stop
When all the money's spent
We'll break bread in our basement apartments
On soiled carpets
Tacking art to the walls in the dark
With a palpitating heart
And a grandiose plan to not fall apart
It hasn't been this cold
Since 2000 I'm told
Y2K? OK, sure thing
Why must these angels sing
Oh me, oh my, oh la di da
Head north to friendly Canada
And when the mounties yell
Stop
We'll stop
We'll stop
We'll stop
Credits
Writer(s): Sean Larichiuta
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