Текст песни Eels - Hidden Track
Eels - Hidden Track слова песни
So you`ve gotballs nowMurray on the runDown on Newberry StreetSeventeen seconds of funApes are overrated blockyA kinky batch of pudding, yayGarbage dump, pumpkin rotAnd candy apple grayWerewolf in the flowerbedPerfect day for lucky guyThis song was never meant to be releasedWhat`s that flaming ball in the sky?The crackhead from TexasHe can read my feetA bruised piсataAnd a liquid pixieIf friends were flowersNothing gold can stayGun-sexual senseAnd squeegee tailsBees in the cookie jarSymphonic despairReinventing the manifestoAre you? We don`t careJacuzzis and bunniesA broken fondue setKoool G is in the outhouseYou can be my Mr. FrenchThis old FrisbeeIs shitting in the alleyI saw a naked picture of me on the InternetWearing Jesus` new snowshoesGolly geeIf Hell is crowded, then we shall singA hip song for the kids in the backFor Michelle and the dripping of a faucetRide the vicious bicycle on the tracksOlympic mayonnaiseDoctor ThunderLow occupancy vehicle stops and startsWith Hollywood suspicionThe doctor had snake hearts