Shake Your Bangs

Wrap your arms around me
Run your fingers through my hair
And when you have to go
Sever your arms and leave them there

Shake your bangs

If your ox is in the mire
Don't you call me, I won't come
An idle mind is my own workshop
Hallelujah, I'm a bum

Shake your bangs

Every parrot in Arcadia
Slightly humanoid
Repeat all the average prophets
And then I just get annoyed

Shake your bangs

She never gave it to me straight
I can only blame myself
I held the conch and asked her why
She said, "The truth's bad for your health."

Shake your bangs

I always was jealous of your phone
How could I compete
When thinking for yourself
Has become so obsolete

Shake your bangs

Oh I love my girl
Ain't she lookin' good
Come on, baby
I love my country
And I still love the old world



Credits
Writer(s): Branson Anderson
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