The following lyrics are a preliminary transcription based on live recordings. Official lyrics will be available as soon as the song is released. Stay tuned!
[Verse 1]
Hope my mother mentioned (inaudible) dance with me
I'd like to spend a while around the copperwood tree
There's something about her eyes, I think her roots are rotten
This must be the reason she wears her hair up in knots
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh no, this is so embarra**ing
Oh, the pissing fits
Crying on the doorsteps and teachers losing grip
Some of them are so out of style, I cannot save them
(inaudible) gave them
[Chorus]
Keep the good weed near the bed
Light the wall, check the lip
Dim the dark a little lower
Hide your back from (inaudible)
Give the gift, then fix your hair
You have to get this turtleneck
[Verse 2]
All them people sell things from bathrooms of the rich
They try to turn them off but everything they switch to
Is just another man, sh**ty suits, everybody's cheering for
This will be the motherf**er we've been waiting years for
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh no, this is so embarra**ing
Oh, the pissing fits
Crying on the doorsteps and teachers losing grip
Some of them are so out of style, I cannot save them
This must be the d**h that my salvation gave them
[Chorus]
Keep the good weed near the bed
Light the wall, check the lip
Dim the dark a little lower
Hide your back from (inaudible)
Give the gift, then fix your hair
You have to get this turtleneck
[Guitar solo]
[Chorus]
Keep the good weed near the bed
Light the wall, check the lip
Dim the dark a little lower
Hide your back from (inaudible)
Give the gift, then fix your hair
You have to get this turtleneck