I want a swing beat here It needs to move, It needs to move so the crowd can dance You understand what I'm say'n Ready and 1... 2 and 3... 1 2 and 3
OK that's not exactly what I said there but We can work with that
This is Meatwad an a back of me's is the Superchunks With a song of theirs, because I wanna show you a different side of Meatwad An edgy side, a cynical side I ain’t all about rainbows an’ French birds that dance over the horizon. Although that is a big part of me.
I needs open spaces With adoominal cover now I stand up here Reflecting all my fears on my own super team And those prickly faces Where they just, disappear somehow Behind the glass, to do your windows curtains and shades come'n down
In these bright, clear skies, With adoominal piece of mind, I'm out there cook'n all alone in the sun. Put me away, I burn anyhow.
In those brand-new spaces Where they all crumbling down To turn the light shine away From any shades that's dark Like the glass
But you were never deli_cut Paper plates and paper cuts Rusty plates from out-of-state And for the wedding glass
Say you will, say you will Get a lot these in the bottle ??? Say you will, say you will Put all the random pieces together Love What...ever
But you were never deli_cut Paper plates and paper cuts Rusty plates, Plastic six-pack wins round the wrist of a worst full bus???
Say you will, say you will Get a lot moves in the ghetto ??? Say you will, say you will Put all the random pieces together Say you will, say you will There's a piece it has gotten letters ??? Say you will, say you will Put all together like lines in your letter Put all the random pieces together Put all the random pieces together now (Ohh yeah) Put all the random pieces together (Put ‘em all together now) (Make a scrapbook) Put all the random pieces together (That's like a good gift, a scrapbook Or a collage, you put on the wall I got a Shawn Cassidy collage.) That's at home. A'ight, are we done One more cotton-picking time 1.2.3..4 Come on ya'll do it