The Fruit That Ate Itself歌词

作词 : Isaac Brock
作曲 : Isaac Brock
Well, take a drive in the wrong hand lane
Bad breath talking bout fresh rain
What hand, what hand is gonna shake the same
Are you gonna be your own goddamn best friend
Well, we taught the fruit how to eat itself
It was hanging out alone all on the shelf (it was hanging out by itself)
Well, well, well, well
Well, well, well, well
How do I land, how do I land
How do I land 'cause I don't understand
You walk across the country
Shaking many hands and you're buying the product
But you didn't get that you already got it
And do not understand
(You got yourself a muffin
And you went to the chicken and you asked him where's the stuffing
You want a different view so you looked at the whole island
And you need to build a house so you find a plan)
Well, take a drive in the wrong hand lane, man
Bad breath talking 'bout fresh rain
What hand is going to shake the same
Are you gonna be your own goddamn best friend
Well, we taught the fruit how to eat itself
It was hanging out alone all on the shelf
Well, well, well, well
Well, well, well, well
(You went to moldy muffin and you got yourself a muffin
And you think you're pretty tough, but you ain't done nothing
And you're goin to the phone, you're gonna get animal
You're gonna go crazy, maybe you'll go to hell
And you went to moldy muffin and you got yourself muffin
And the black hole and you're talking about nothing
And you think that you said something, but you didn't say nothing
And I think that I heard you, but I was listening to my headphones)
A black hole talking bout nothing
You can't get the chicken or the stuffing
Going round and you think that your tough
When you can't kick ass
Take a drive on the downtown train
Wake up so to get drunk again
Well, well, well, well
Well, well, well, well
(You went to muffin moldy and you bought yourself a muffin
You went to muffin moldy and you bought yourself a muffin
And you want a different view so you searched the whole wide island
And you go to the saloon and got yourself some water
And you get and you went to swimming pool)
Take a drive in the wrong hand lane
Got bad breath talking 'bout fresh rain
We taught the mirror how to admire itself
Are you gonna get sick worrying 'bout your health
You walk across the country and you want the product
But you do not get what you already got
When you get on the train, usually, you're kissing
But you wake up and you feel ok
Where do I land, where do I land
Where do I land 'cause I don't understand
Well, you ache in your bones and you think you're too insane
But you can't, you can't, you can't explain
But you complain and it's already nothing
And you go to nose and nose and get yourself a muffin
(You went to moldy muffin and you got yourself a muffin
And you want a different view so you searched the whole wide island
And you go to the saloon And got yourself some water
And you get and you went to swimming pool)
A black hole talking 'bout nothing
You went to moldy muffin and you got yourself a muffin
A black hole talking 'bout nothing
A black hole talking 'bout nothing
You get the chicken, but you don't get stuffing
And it doesn't mean all that much of nothing