Metal and Hair Songtext
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good morning to you baby, did i wake you
i'm stuck inside the middle of my abc's
the dawn has run me around
i'm shuffling around the room just like a chimpanzee
like a ghost flying into the air
i separate myself into opposite pairs
like pieces of metal and hair
one without the other and you just don't care
i'm stuck inside the middle of my abc's
the dawn has run me around
i'm shuffling around the room just like a chimpanzee
like a ghost flying into the air
i separate myself into opposite pairs
like pieces of metal and hair
one without the other and you just don't care
if i'm standing in the middle of a freeze-frame
please don't lie for me
we're thanking everybody with the air-whipped cream and a can
good morning to the brothers of a streetlight
they flew me back to kansas on a one-way flight
with pieces of metal and hair
one without the other and they just don't care
ike i go flying into the air
i separate myself into opposite pairs
like pieces of metal and hair
one without the other and you just don't care
if i'm standing in the middle of a freeze-frame
please don't lie for me
we're thanking everybody with the air-whipped cream in a can
from santa to santa, the man takes what he needs
from santa to santa, the man takes what he needs
good morning to you baby, did i wake you
i'm stuck inside the middle of my abc's
the dawn has run me around
i'm shuffling around the room just like a chimpanzee
like a ghost flying into the air
i separate myself into opposite pairs
like pieces of metal and hair
one without the other and you just don't care
if i'm standing in the middle of a freeze-frame
please don't lie for me
we're thanking everybody with the air-whipped cream in a can
please don't lie for me
we're thanking everybody with the air-whipped cream and a can
good morning to the brothers of a streetlight
they flew me back to kansas on a one-way flight
with pieces of metal and hair
one without the other and they just don't care
ike i go flying into the air
i separate myself into opposite pairs
like pieces of metal and hair
one without the other and you just don't care
if i'm standing in the middle of a freeze-frame
please don't lie for me
we're thanking everybody with the air-whipped cream in a can
from santa to santa, the man takes what he needs
from santa to santa, the man takes what he needs
good morning to you baby, did i wake you
i'm stuck inside the middle of my abc's
the dawn has run me around
i'm shuffling around the room just like a chimpanzee
like a ghost flying into the air
i separate myself into opposite pairs
like pieces of metal and hair
one without the other and you just don't care
if i'm standing in the middle of a freeze-frame
please don't lie for me
we're thanking everybody with the air-whipped cream in a can
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