As I lay me down to fall asleep With my demons dying and my pilot light weak I curse the last six months I've been hiding behind a mustache yeah And to those last ten years I've been howling a paper moon Well f**k you This goes out to all my underdone And undertongued monk lunged frontmen As all this earth grows I'm planted that's some pull You shine a flashlight in my head box and spin An empty oyster shell and celebrate the hollows This goes out to dirty dancing cursing Back masking back slitting pastors kids As all this earth grows I'm planted that's some pull In berlin I saw two men f**k In the dark corner of a basketball court Just a slight jangle of pocket change pulsing In the tourist part I lost fivety euros To a guy with the walnut shells and the marble And it really pissed me off So eww I thought I'd go back to get my money But all my homies warned me oh no Those gypsys probably got knives This goes out to all my under brewed double Duked two time troopin fools As all this earth grows I'm planted that's some pull I got them shaky gums and a couple of loose tooths Now tell me what should I do My god the clock's always stuck telling Eleven eleven or three threety two This goes out to all to my under done Under tongued blung wunged frontmen As all the earth's growing I'm planted that's some pull This goes out to my under tongued over done blung wung frontmen As all this earth's stuck doing the crow like it ain't no joke Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh编辑于2023/07/27更新