LOW PIE
Starin' at a spacecraft
It's all a bloodbath after we feel the wrath
Napoleon in the pyramids
Won't tell us what he did, 'cause we won't believe him
30 years without an accident
Only takes one second to come crashing in like that one rocket ship
Territorial kissin' my dog on the head before I leave for work
He thinkin' about me after I leave, and also of turkey, chicken and beef
I'm sensin' a feelin' I can't release while swingin' my feet
It's first grade, my teacher wasn't grateful for that mistake
But a jelly donut is a pleasant surprise
Uh, comin' back to the surface now
Whoever's listenin' just hear me out
I don't know what this song's about
Precious metals, gold, make people proud
Now this drum pattern is the talk of the town
Shadows around when we locked out
Not much of a sequel
I don't know you people
We all feel the needles of life
Getting through it like it's the last night
Fast lives collide, and the slow, along for the ride
Uh, maybe I'll just take my time
Japan and Rome, look, man, I'm home
Wash my brain with water and soap as I emote
Tight rope walkin', white coat talkin'
And lights coat the night in caulking
But history repeats itself
I'm feelin' the need to speak, don't let them closer
I'm on a quest 'cause my mind's older
No more questions, this interview is over
It's all a bloodbath after we feel the wrath
Napoleon in the pyramids
Won't tell us what he did, 'cause we won't believe him
30 years without an accident
Only takes one second to come crashing in like that one rocket ship
Territorial kissin' my dog on the head before I leave for work
He thinkin' about me after I leave, and also of turkey, chicken and beef
I'm sensin' a feelin' I can't release while swingin' my feet
It's first grade, my teacher wasn't grateful for that mistake
But a jelly donut is a pleasant surprise
Uh, comin' back to the surface now
Whoever's listenin' just hear me out
I don't know what this song's about
Precious metals, gold, make people proud
Now this drum pattern is the talk of the town
Shadows around when we locked out
Not much of a sequel
I don't know you people
We all feel the needles of life
Getting through it like it's the last night
Fast lives collide, and the slow, along for the ride
Uh, maybe I'll just take my time
Japan and Rome, look, man, I'm home
Wash my brain with water and soap as I emote
Tight rope walkin', white coat talkin'
And lights coat the night in caulking
But history repeats itself
I'm feelin' the need to speak, don't let them closer
I'm on a quest 'cause my mind's older
No more questions, this interview is over
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Zawrotny, Leo Lampman V
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