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Artist/Band:
Flobots
Lyrics for Song: 101101010010100
Lyrics for Album: Onomatopoeia [2001]
Disorganization, forging nations of papers predestinating superhero capers
Light sabers my neighbors consist of
Mint cookies bent books keys three tennis balls
Peanut butter a Japanese chicken clock and when it falls
On eight thirty I'm hurting it's early and my hair is dirty
Teeth as if beneath a highlighter, just not pearly
Peeling armhairs harm their relation to the band-aid
The mucas formation is man made
I plan eight minutes more of sleep
I'm in it snorin deep
beep beep beep
When again it roars I keep my eyelids analagous to
a succesful venus-fly trap
Tellin my left brain it's Saturday well he must buy that
Wakin up again I look around and find another year has passed
We're discovering
at last near a lover not so fast
here I'm hovering to make time slow down go back to last year
we'll meet again but the characters are never gonna
be the same that's clear
I wanna see your name hand written on a letter whether
this is planned or not
Life keeps getting better but still I just don't understand a lot
I'm growing up and up up out out damn this spot's
Similar to a ball I saw in a mall it expands and knocks me off course
Of course that's just how it goes
The farther I walk from my house the more my world grows
So I froze
Thinking bout being four years old I'm missing the
Days when I was with everyone I knew just around the Christmas tree
Now there's so many people and so many place s and
so many faces that the only way
that I could ever get you all together would be to die
So you could ask what's the point of makin friends
You just end up forsakin them
Well god's given me life, so I'm livin. That's why
That's why I went to the bookstore
To look for a Zodiac sign book
Quick, search, find, look
Wrote it down in my rhymebook
To check and see if we're compatible I had to pull back my left arm
It said a libra plus another one is a double dose of charm
Chorus:
Time this is your time this is your time this is your brain
(never known such intensity)
Fine this is your line this is your mind this is your brain
(now a lot of radio songs make sense to me)
How unlikely I found someone to soothe my psyke so
write me cuz you make me wanna
pull a nike words on the tip of my tongue and it might
be urge in my hips and I'm sprung
like bike seats when you spoke you turned my wheels
now I can't handle the breaks
project images pure no scandalous fakes I could light
up the candle and baste your bare
body wax til you make the same noise pamela makes
There's something smack dab in the center I lack the
vocab to enter a discussion of exatly
what makes you a WINNER hot SPRINGS roommates FALL into place SUMMER too
soon all in the case of I wonder who knows what goes
up under two close cut birthday
twins I just can't seem to pin down why it relates
to inside her I spider cuz she's fly
recognize a certain sigh that I heard windows open
curtains tied and the birds saying this
is the dawn I thought about the places my kisses had
gone given self quizzes on the
course of events every resource sent my brainwaves
to the same thought content things
that had mattered before were laughable shattered at
the door give it autobiographical
point of pivot week and the weekend before I wanted
power but all that changed in an
hour movin over worlds when I met my dream lover the
clover girls fell off the magazine
covers I hadda seem utterly thrilled cuz I was goofy
expression on my grill dumbstruck I
was buzzed offa disbelief even though I thought we
might no one ever got me quite so
right as the night of your favorite thing conversation
and laughter and the night after and
the night after damn I like hafta see you now it's worth it man... perfect
Chorus:
Time this is your time this is your time this is your brain (this is my)
Fine this is your line this is your mind this is your brain (this is my)
Time this is your time this is your time this is your brain (this is my)
Fine this is your line this is your mind this is your brain (this is my)
Bridge:
This is my heart this is the part one asleep one awake
back to back in the dark
(In the night there's two in the light only one of us will remain)
I'm in denial I can't believe it was all just a trial
now I'm writing this song in asylum I
haven't sen you in a while one side left now I gotta
walk single file come back soon
please even in a full classroom if you're not there
then it feels like a vacuum in fact you
never really heard me attack you with every little
word about what makes me attract to
the only girl I every wanna kiss ever throw rice with
you're a priceless treasure a living
piece of bliss and pleasure so fuck this weather whatever
if I hafta stop rappin I'm a
break into tears my head's ringing from the noises
that you make in my ears so I'm stuck
now waitin a year don't give a fuck how I struck out
what for goodness sake I'm here
father time patricide need you like an artery hopin
that you cried a fraction as hard as me
relax an just pardon the expression but I love yo-no
I love attraction, or I love my own
reaction added one to my self and I couldn't help meltin
to nothin, subtraction
Been around the world been another year
I recover thoroughly And now I'm here
Like a mother pearl layer top of layer
Met another girl here comes the fear and the sheer joy
And the sheer bliss floating through the universe on a kiss
Lips slippin and I'm trippin grippin drippin doubt
Flippin out over just this? And I stay
Calm recite this song listen
Second verse connects fittin
Her with you and you with me and third verse needs remixin
I need a fifth one to say I keep meetin you under different conditions
Last one made my heart smart shit I wanna start right with this one
Now I'm with you, now I miss you, now I don't know when I'm gonna see you
And I'd like to and I'd love to and I maybe even wanna be you
So I'm thankful and I'm spiteful in the night pullin at you tight
Sank fully into the shadow you left recall
The strength of your bad breath
And the smell of sweat, bet another fella gets jealous me well it's not yet
I'd picture maybe we could get together in another
place, another time signature
Hey hope you didn't mind this is your
Face painted in my rhyme
This is yours, this is yours... this is mine
This is yours this is yours this is mine
(Whatever you attach to is what you become)
(Now I don't know when I'm ana see you)
This is yours this is yours this is mine
(One plus one double horizontal line one)
(And I maybe even wanna be you)
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