Baskin’ Songtext
von Dutch Uncles

Got terror like a tape machine
A melting voice, give me no choice
It′s just another dumb idea again
I might get away... really might get away... yet
Think I'll need a little help
Still can′t spell
Even with a bigger pen...

I want to take a minute to frown
Everybody yapping up how
What everybody figures out
Feelings older by the pound
Like an answer to the howl
Like an answer to the howl

I'm a big bad bull
Running at a mule


Pending in the worse-while age
That don't say a lot
All I see is dark shit
At the bottom of the toothbrush glass
I′ve turned my back, on the cereal fact

I want to take a minute to frown
Everybody yapping up how
What everybody figures out
Feelings older by the pound
Like an answer to the howl
I′ve been a hermit in the round
Bit distracted by the cloud
Because the shoulder I'm allowed
Everybody figured out

I′m just so excited
I get so excited
'Til I can′t talk about it
I get so excited
'Til I can′t talk about it


I want to take a minute to frown
Everybody yapping up how
What everybody figures out
Feelings older by the pound
Like an answer to the howl
I've been a hermit in the round
Bit distracted by the cloud
Because the shoulder I'm allowed
Everybody figures out
Everybody figures out
Everybody figures out