Andrew Bird - Skin Is, My lyrics
[Andrew Bird - Skin Is, My lyrics]
My skin is white as parchment
Drier than a downtown office building
Where the air is tight there's time spent
Resting on her bones
Waiting for the telephone to ring
Ba-ring ba-ring ba-ring
Bo-ring bo-ring bo-ring
My skin is
Cold as her toes on the bathroom floor
Run back to bed and slam the door
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh how it shakes the ground
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh, what a lovely sound oh, what a lovely
Skin is my it's the only thing
That doesn't really fly in my land
And love, oh love is my love is
It's the only thing
That butterfly in Thailand
Let it be printed on every
T-shirt in this land
On the finest of cottons and
The hippest of brands
In bolder letters than the capital I
It's the only thing, it's the only thing
It's the only lonely, whoa
My skin is white as parchment
Drier than a downtown office building
Where the air is tight there's time spent
Waiting for that macrame bird of prey
To come down and sing
La-ling la-ling la-ling
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh how it shakes the ground
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh how it shakes the ground
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh how it shakes the ground
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh how it shakes the ground
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh, oh what a lovely sound
Drier than a downtown office building
Where the air is tight there's time spent
Resting on her bones
Waiting for the telephone to ring
Ba-ring ba-ring ba-ring
Bo-ring bo-ring bo-ring
My skin is
Cold as her toes on the bathroom floor
Run back to bed and slam the door
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh how it shakes the ground
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh, what a lovely sound oh, what a lovely
Skin is my it's the only thing
That doesn't really fly in my land
And love, oh love is my love is
It's the only thing
That butterfly in Thailand
Let it be printed on every
T-shirt in this land
On the finest of cottons and
The hippest of brands
In bolder letters than the capital I
It's the only thing, it's the only thing
It's the only lonely, whoa
My skin is white as parchment
Drier than a downtown office building
Where the air is tight there's time spent
Waiting for that macrame bird of prey
To come down and sing
La-ling la-ling la-ling
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh how it shakes the ground
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh how it shakes the ground
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh how it shakes the ground
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh how it shakes the ground
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh, oh what a lovely sound