Album: Notes From a Ceiling
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 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