DJ Murge, Eyedea, Slug - Gotta Love 'Em lyrics
[DJ Murge, Eyedea, Slug - Gotta Love 'Em lyrics]
Blind like one whom sleep comes
Over in a swoon
I stumbled into darkness and went down
Enter his headenter his head
Enter his headenter this is not an entrance
Enter his headenter his head
This is not an entrance
Enter his head
The doorman guards an entrance
The floor plan tore and all
That's left is carpet remnants
'Round here you won't find a
Single spark of interest
Only a cart of vintage comics
And a chronic heart condition
The incision was madedig a grave
For the dim vision brave
That couldn't make the grade
Stick him quick
Give 'em back to the beginning
And explain how the weak frame
Snapped from the collision
Wanted Harvard, Princeton, to Yale
But found a wound up target pigeon for sale
That fell just below his two
Cents as a star position
With the sharpest vision of hell
This nuisance clutched his soul
With ruthless artistic vision
To move up to grow up
Beyond his art bird prison
He's the type of guys that
Likes to believe in lies
His head is filled with space so
There's stars inside his eyes
He's quick to kick the game
If the listener's a she
Someday we'll see him get
Consumed by his fantasies
He used to be a friend
But now he's just a shell
Another zombie walking 'round
We manifesting his own hell
And if he worried 'bout himself
And left the rest alone
Maybe then he'd find some focus for
This mess inside his home
And the whole world looks different from
The back of a van
No one's here to scold him so
He acts like a man
Practiced his stance while the waves
On the shore crashed he'd splash
Dampers his feet as they'd laugh at the sand
People, gotta love 'em, can't live with them
Can't die with 'em just sit back
Analyze and try an figure where I fit in
They call me hypocrite, they call me arrogant
But when they call I'm not around
And they wonder where I went
And when the lights come on
The ghosts are all gone
I sit in my chair and
Say a toast for yesterdays
When the power goes out, I close my mouth
And dream about tomorrow where
I'll find my anyways
And he's learned how to put
Tin foil in microwaves
And simultaneously change the wind
Shield wiper blades
I watched the pimps walk proud
In the avenue expo
And the whole channel reminds me
Of an after school special
Where, she's the type of girl that
Stays mad at the world
Trying to find a fossil
Inside an empty bottle used to be a love
On the way to being loathed
They lay down to sleep and they
Keep on all their clothes, it goes
People, gotta love 'em, can't live with them
Can't die with 'em just sit back
Analyze and try an figure where I fit in
They call me hypocrite, they call me arrogant
But when they call I'm not around
And they wonder where I went
And the beautiful ones look at
The blind lake bold
It's hard to keep control when
The smile takes hold
When I walk down the plank
Ain't nobody whistling
I drink the water before I start fishin'
I drink the water before I
Start to fish in it
Over in a swoon
I stumbled into darkness and went down
Enter his headenter his head
Enter his headenter this is not an entrance
Enter his headenter his head
This is not an entrance
Enter his head
The doorman guards an entrance
The floor plan tore and all
That's left is carpet remnants
'Round here you won't find a
Single spark of interest
Only a cart of vintage comics
And a chronic heart condition
The incision was madedig a grave
For the dim vision brave
That couldn't make the grade
Stick him quick
Give 'em back to the beginning
And explain how the weak frame
Snapped from the collision
Wanted Harvard, Princeton, to Yale
But found a wound up target pigeon for sale
That fell just below his two
Cents as a star position
With the sharpest vision of hell
This nuisance clutched his soul
With ruthless artistic vision
To move up to grow up
Beyond his art bird prison
He's the type of guys that
Likes to believe in lies
His head is filled with space so
There's stars inside his eyes
He's quick to kick the game
If the listener's a she
Someday we'll see him get
Consumed by his fantasies
He used to be a friend
But now he's just a shell
Another zombie walking 'round
We manifesting his own hell
And if he worried 'bout himself
And left the rest alone
Maybe then he'd find some focus for
This mess inside his home
And the whole world looks different from
The back of a van
No one's here to scold him so
He acts like a man
Practiced his stance while the waves
On the shore crashed he'd splash
Dampers his feet as they'd laugh at the sand
People, gotta love 'em, can't live with them
Can't die with 'em just sit back
Analyze and try an figure where I fit in
They call me hypocrite, they call me arrogant
But when they call I'm not around
And they wonder where I went
And when the lights come on
The ghosts are all gone
I sit in my chair and
Say a toast for yesterdays
When the power goes out, I close my mouth
And dream about tomorrow where
I'll find my anyways
And he's learned how to put
Tin foil in microwaves
And simultaneously change the wind
Shield wiper blades
I watched the pimps walk proud
In the avenue expo
And the whole channel reminds me
Of an after school special
Where, she's the type of girl that
Stays mad at the world
Trying to find a fossil
Inside an empty bottle used to be a love
On the way to being loathed
They lay down to sleep and they
Keep on all their clothes, it goes
People, gotta love 'em, can't live with them
Can't die with 'em just sit back
Analyze and try an figure where I fit in
They call me hypocrite, they call me arrogant
But when they call I'm not around
And they wonder where I went
And the beautiful ones look at
The blind lake bold
It's hard to keep control when
The smile takes hold
When I walk down the plank
Ain't nobody whistling
I drink the water before I start fishin'
I drink the water before I
Start to fish in it