The Beetle

Duration

3:46

Genres

Pop

Description

Lyrics

I got a beetle in the bottle neck of a washed up pale table check At a coffee shop in brooklyn Sipping gravel with a sweater vest 2x And outside the window is a bridge with a river full of baggage that carry the broken bottles full of misfit’s dreams The blue tiles that were nailed to the floor found themselves hiding in the desk drawer and they talked to the dwarf man with the large hat who said he wanted to sing more and more When the buildings in the pictures come to life They stare at me to tell my faithful wife that Sam had a very wide voice she called the cops and I told the beetle goodnight I got a beetle in the bottle neck of a washed up pale table check At a coffee shop in brooklyn Sipping gravel with a sweater vest And the Beetle speaks Japanese he got two left feet on his knees plays a keyboard like a fiddle and floats away in the breeze The clouds tell the keys some awesome stories of how school ended up so boring and how this white out won’t ignite our spare account (*Spare account*) I shook feet with the ace of spades and gave the queen of beans some lemonade Now my diamonds will be shining up there with Big Zeus in space And who gets to see whales swing from a tree and breathe fire to a fish who don’t believe That a piece of clothing can speak ask me and my sweater and you’ll see that CHORUS In the breeze The picture frames swallow us whole and when the tides are freezing I know just what she needs a bag of Rice and freezing mold CHORUS 3