Ty Segall - An Ill Jest lyrics
[Ty Segall - An Ill Jest lyrics]
Doesn't the spit from the sky love you so?
Hold the soft hand of the red sun
And drift away until your troubles are done
Hey, mister, what troubles you so, so?
Did the porcupine bring
Sticks staggering slow?
The red one runs, and the green just cries
But the blue, blue, blue, blue
Blue lights up the sky
Sweet, sweet, red sweet, sweet, red
Hey you, don't worry so
Mouth won't stop or treat you low
I'll just, yeah, I'll just, yeah, yeah