Metal and Hair

Good morning to you baby, did i wake you
I'm stuck inside the middle of my abc's
The dawn has run me around
I'm shuffling around the room just like a chimpanzee

Like a ghost flying into the air
I separate myself into opposite pairs
Like pieces of metal and hair
One without the other and you just don't care

If i'm standing in the middle of a freeze-frame
Please don't lie for me
We're thanking everybody with the air-whipped cream and a can

Good morning to the brothers of a streetlight
They flew me back to kansas on a one-way flight
With pieces of metal and hair
One without the other and they just don't care

Like i go flying into the air
I separate myself into opposite pairs
Like pieces of metal and hair
One without the other and you just don't care

If i'm standing in the middle of a freeze-frame
Please don't lie for me
We're thanking everybody with the air-whipped cream in a can

From santa to santa, the man takes what he needs
From santa to santa, the man takes what he needs

Good morning to you baby, did i wake you
I'm stuck inside the middle of my abc's
The dawn has run me around
I'm shuffling around the room just like a chimpanzee

Like a ghost flying into the air
I separate myself into opposite pairs
Like pieces of metal and hair
One without the other and you just don't care

If i'm standing in the middle of a freeze-frame
Please don't lie for me
We're thanking everybody with the air-whipped cream in a can



Credits
Writer(s): Jed Kurzel, Cec Condon
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