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Lyricist: Houndmouth
Lyrics:
Hey that's a trip Why don't you wait a little bit for the acid to kick in? Learn to love That old come down It'll spread you so thin Go and take the millions Take the derby hats And stick em up your ass I'll take the cheap seats For my company don't come served inside a glass
Old man and the sea Doin' what you were born to Shrapnel in my knee I can't walk and I don't care to
I met a strange bird Her legs they were skinny like a child She roamed this land Strong willed, free, and wild All the notables and their spying wives Three hipsters, two merchants, and Kon-Tiki They saw the black down off in the midnight skies Man, you should've seen them They were so down in the dumps that evening
Old man and the sea Doin' what you were born to Shrapnel in my knee I can't walk and I don't care to I'd do it all for you But I'd do it for no one Sing a song for you But I sing for no one
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