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lirik lagu groovin’ on the grape – dufus (band)

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[verse]
groovin’ on the grapeape in the back seat of the m*th*f*ckas car
groovin’ on the grapeape in the back seat of the m*th*f*ckas car
we go boom and bap while they go in a sh*ggy way be called bizarre
i hate that word
i hate that word
groups of nyucks and chuckles from the grim and hungry bunch in mantazon

[pre*chorus]
we’re this close to heaven
we do conceive a new accent
i got my hand above my cloud
goop*bidibidi*yabidi*yibidi*yabada yabada*skabidi*doobidi

[chorus]
green, the grass is like gold
green, this seed smells like mold
magazine, the stories unfold
king me, i think you’re a thumb

[break]
hack*in*sack, i was there in a magazine
i could not see whether or not my face was clean
it wasn’t in me, that perfect harmony
where we left our handlebars somewhere before the things we’ve seen
[verse]
groovin’ on the grapeape in the back seat of the m*th*f*ckas car
groovin’ on the grapeape in the back seat of the m*th*f*ckas car
we go boom and bap while they go in a sh*ggy way be called bizarre
i hate that word
i hate that word
groups of nyucks and chuckles from the grim and hungry bunch in mantazon

[pre*chorus]
we’re this close to heaven
we do conceive a new accent
i got my hand above my cloud
goop*bidibidi*yabidi*yibidi*yabada yabada*skabidi*doobidi

[chorus]
green, the grass is like gold
green, this seed smells like mold
magazine, the stories unfold
king me, i think you’re a thumb

[bridge]
but if you vacuum all the dust up
put it in some weird place we call somewhere
never to look at it again
drop it down a garbage shoot
bang, shoot, bang, shoot, score
hoops, hoops
intention folly
run, run, run
shoot, shoot, shoot
run, run, run
shoot, shoot, shoot
run, run, run
shoot, shoot, shoot
run, run, run
shoot, shoot, shoot
run, run, run
shoot, shoot, shoot
like this i can understand
you are only so far so stretch
you are only so far so stretch
you are only so far so stretch
groovin’ on the grapeape in the back seat of the
you are only so far so stretch
groovin’ on the grapeape in the back seat of the
you are only so far so stretch
groovin’ on the grapeape in the back seat of the
green, the grass is like gold
you are groovin’ on the grapeape
green, this seed smells like mold
you are groovin’ on the grapeape in the
magazine, the stories unfold
you are groovin’ on the grapeape in the
[pre*chorus]
groups of nyucks and chuckles from the grim and hungry bunch in mantazon
we’re this close to heaven
we do conceive a new accent
i got my hand above my cloud
goop*bidibidi*yabidi*yibidi*yabada yabada*skabidi*doobidi

[chorus]
green, the grass is like gold
green, this seed smells like mold
magazine, the stories unfold
king me, i think you’re a thumb

[outro]
fingers all over my head
scratching every bug out of its bed
squeeze me, i cannot feel my brains anymore
creek is where i lay my body down
creek is where i lay my body down
creek is where i lay my body down

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