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