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bounceyard tour - drive45 lyrics

[chorus 1]
take take take take take the toll
you gotta stake both poles to make the hole
you gotta stew your stoop before you’re through your loop
you gotta sell your tooth so you can tell a lie
take take take take take the toll
you gotta bake a couple coals before you’re cakeable
you gotta go and get caught with a trick in your hand
because the sweetest treat of all is tilling soil after self foiling

[verse 1]
plan a*i*r*p*or*t
ira plan ’cause i’m investing in me
but the bestest lesson of ‘vestin’s
sl!cked up greasy gears won’t stick to the
plan b*o*u*n*c*y
oh i never see a you when i am rowing sea of why
but, oh, how my sailing days are days of behind
’cause i look forward and the four word looking back are end of the

[chorus 2]
winding cables, winding cable get
wounded cables wind up winding down
and out of stock and then the vending stops
which sends my sputter thunker spiraling my compass spunning
round the your bounceyard tour
the perforated ground is eighted
paved and gated, runway to railway
round the face, grounds i ‘scape
my roots are mine to slate
i’m pruning, i’m pursing, i sew concertain
[verse 2]
don’t forget to watch your step
or slip in a plethorow a fit of regret
spring fall, ice cream at the mall
i see all my best friends, how come they’re always calling me
runty dunce, a du*du*du*du*du dumb
donkey dunce who sucked up all the fun
and now it’s mine alone, no contacts in my phone
even call to see a little runt dunce named

[verse 3]
i don’t want to bounded to bouncy
i don’t want to grounded to groundy
i don’t want to unlearn the not me
i don’t want to concern for my body

[chorus 1]
take take take take take the toll
you gotta bake a couple coals before you’re cakeable
you gotta go and get caught with a trick in your hand
because the sweetest treat of all is tilling soil after self foiling

[verse 4]
plan board, tram tour
soon to be the soared
did you pick apart and pack your your
did you get to every task you swore to
due date, too late
we shut and locked the gate
the whole inflating cabin inflates
i take a sec and think and think and think and think and wait
airplane piston, airplane p*ssed off
airplane cracks my head and wristw*tch
i go bingo, i hit my head to my toe
spring floor throws me in orbit
me get contorted
me get my certain circuits shorted
where are the wires and why are the wires in boxes
and where are the boxes of wires of my unsorted
[chorus 2]
winding cables, winding cable get
wounded cables wind up winding down
and out of stock and then the vending stops
which sends my sputter thunker spiraling my compass spunning
round the your bounceyard tour
the perforated ground is eighted
paved and gated, runway to railway
round the face, grounds i ‘scape
my roots are mine to slate
i’m pruning, i’m pursing, i sew concertain

- drive45 lyrics

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