Wading through a river of stars our lips touch like butterflies from a canon taking a bellybutton bath with mister neptune and my hippopotamus tennis shoes on Oh-eee-Oh.
Moon light bounces off the ocean and gets stuck in your hair Ooo-w-ooo
Does my voice not have wings? Yours are the only ears I wanna disco and I say "you are who i'm breathing for"
Putting a raisin under your pillow and a couple in your heart to fall out when you laugh, like a volcano laughs at a chinese octopus you need a cat chasing angels out of a kitchen.
A blue crab apple spider makes a web out of bannana cream Ooo-o-ooo
Does my voice not have wings? Yours are the only ears I wanna disco and I say "you are who i'm breathing for"
Hard Road To Travel
de of Montreal
Más canciones de of Montreal
Ver todo
Will You Come and Fetch Me
of Montreal
I Can Read Smoke
of Montreal
Baby
of Montreal
Sink The Seine
of Montreal
Tim I Wish You Were Born a Girl
of Montreal
Paranoiac Intervals/Body Dysmorphia
of Montreal
Suffer For Fashion
of Montreal
Cato As A Pun
of Montreal
Spike the Senses
of Montreal
Triphallus, To Punctuate!
of Montreal
