Like Exploding Stones Songtext
von Kurt Vile
Like Exploding Stones Songtext
Pain ricochetin′ in my brain like exploding stones
Thoughts runnin' ′round in my cranium like pinball machine-a-mania
Dreamin' of a time when everything rhymed
And I was cool, calm and collected
And all my heroes dropped by just to hear me play
Thoughts become pictures, become movies in my mind
Welcome to the KV horror drive in movie marathon
But I'm just kidding and I′m just playin′
And this is just the way that I'm makin′ a living
Everyday, in my mind and in real life too
Goin,' "Woo"
Singing, "Yeah"
Goin,′ "Woo"
Singing, "Yeah"
Goin,' "Woo"
Singing "yeah"
Goin,′ "Woo"
Singing, "Yeah"
Takin' off now
Moog makin' noise now
Pain ricocheting in my brain like exploding stones
And guitars feeding back now
Feedback massaging my cranium
Painful calculations bruise my brain in the pouring rain
Baby red maples growing in the hedges
Sometimes the silver linings come in brown and red
So to see with your eyes you gotta turn your head to the light
You gotta see with your eyes to look at what′s outta sight
Outta sight
(Woah)
(Goin′, "yeah")
(Woah)
(Sight)
Pain ricochetin' in my brain like exploding stones
Pain ricochetin′ in my brain like exploding stones
Thoughts runnin' ′round in my cranium like pinball machine-a-mania
Dreamin' of a time when everything rhymed
And I was cool, calm and collected
And all my heroes dropped by just to hear me play
Thoughts become pictures, become movies in my mind
Welcome to the KV horror drive in movie marathon
But I'm just kidding and I′m just playin′
And this is just the way that I'm makin′ a living
Everyday, in my mind and in real life too
Goin,' "Woo"
Singing, "Yeah"
Goin,′ "Woo"
Singing, "Yeah"
Goin,' "Woo"
Singing "yeah"
Goin,′ "Woo"
Singing, "Yeah"
Takin' off now
Moog makin' noise now
Pain ricocheting in my brain like exploding stones
And guitars feeding back now
Feedback massaging my cranium
Painful calculations bruise my brain in the pouring rain
Baby red maples growing in the hedges
Sometimes the silver linings come in brown and red
So to see with your eyes you gotta turn your head to the light
You gotta see with your eyes to look at what′s outta sight
Outta sight
(Woah)
(Goin′, "yeah")
(Woah)
(Sight)
Pain ricochetin' in my brain like exploding stones
Pain ricochetin′ in my brain like exploding stones
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