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PUNCHLINE lyrics : "Coyotes in b major"

Covered in thumbtacks
And wearing the legs of my 8th costume
In the desert at high noon

My heads shaved down the middle
Got a rat on my shoulder
I try and look forward, but a paper clips on my eye lids.

So painfully there.

I'm sporting this dumb grin in a restaurant t-shirt.

This excruciating headache's only getting worse.
The b cups had me standing where they last stopped moving me
I punish myself metaphorically for you all the time.


What happened?
What happened?

What happened last night?
Did we do what I think we did?
Coyotes sing inside the cavern where we hid

I wouldn't change it
In fact I'd turn the clock around
To sing this chorus

A disclaimer of sound

I think we should just be friends

I think we should just be friends
I think we should just be friends
And see if it ever happens again.


Walking up a hill with a thousand little holes
And I'm blindfolded, high heels and a beak on my nose

I'm pulling a ship, that's pulling a building.
I'm barely exaggerating, this heat is exasperation
Maybe it's 80 in a blue LA sky

But I'm perched on the cross around your neck in my mind
The sounds inside us, the animal spirit
We're not quite to the point of a genius civilization yet.


What happened?
Oh, what happened?

What happened last night?
Did we do what I think we did?
Coyotes sing inside the cavern where we hid

I wouldn't change it
In fact I'd turn the clock around
To sing this chorus

A disclaimer of sound

I think we should just be friends

I think we should just be friends
I think we should just be friends
And see if it ever happens again.


Starting pretty simple,
Your favorite drink

This ones on me.
But no, I was a friend cuz it's still too hard to see


I think we should just be friends
I think we should just be friends
I think we should just be friends

And see if it ever happens again.

What happened last night?

I still don't remember
Cause its easier, it's easier
I wouldn't change it

In fact I'd turn the clock around
To sing this chorus
A disclaimer of sound


I think we should just be friends
I think we should just be friends

I think we should just be friends
And this could never happen again.
Unless it happens again.


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