of Montreal - The Hopeless Opus or the Great Battle of the Unfriendly Ridiculous lyrics
[of Montreal - The Hopeless Opus or the Great Battle of the Unfriendly Ridiculous lyrics]
Let's reminisce of our first dance together
Along the ocean floor
Your dress was made of egg shells
My hair was in a pompadour
While we were hunting for
The Marshmallow Coast
I played a prank that brought shame
To one of my colleagues
I taught Herr Coushiboe's eyes how
To imitate a bog
They employed their new talent
Perhaps too frequently
Finding this incarnation preferable
They decided to stay that way
But then his eyes became ambitious
And they started to grow
They felt confined as a bog
And wanted more recognition
They desired to be acknowledged by a map
And that is how Coushiboe discovered my gag
When he opened up a map and saw
His eyes looking back at him
Along the ocean floor
Your dress was made of egg shells
My hair was in a pompadour
While we were hunting for
The Marshmallow Coast
I played a prank that brought shame
To one of my colleagues
I taught Herr Coushiboe's eyes how
To imitate a bog
They employed their new talent
Perhaps too frequently
Finding this incarnation preferable
They decided to stay that way
But then his eyes became ambitious
And they started to grow
They felt confined as a bog
And wanted more recognition
They desired to be acknowledged by a map
And that is how Coushiboe discovered my gag
When he opened up a map and saw
His eyes looking back at him