Capetown from Too Troo by Queen Moo
Tracklist
| 5. | Capetown | 4:37 |
Lyrics
Mike and Taylor, katanas drawn
It ain’t a party till you bloody the lawn
Blunt objects theater
Our porch in the spring
These are just some of my favorite things
A birthday party for Jelly Roll
Letting some lover pierce my hull
I could’ve spent my life in bed
The laundry running by my head
A baphomet mask a burnt cardboard
Seen so much Tom ass that my eyes are sore
The tub of fake wine and the front yard stone
God bless the strangeness for which we’re known
And in that strangeness we’ve built our home
And I can’t live there anymore
Some of the best years of my life were spent there with people I adore
But I can’t live there anymore
Gabe is sleeping on the bathroom floor
We’ll rise tomorrow and drink some more
I’m three years sober but I miss those days
Laughing off hangovers
Smokin all day
James is Russian orthodox
The blood is gushing from his hand as he talks and talks and talks
No one listens
No one ever does
Even if we’ve been him
Swiggin from a gallon jug
Who’d he come with
Why’s he here
I don’t wanna be dramatic
But he’s ruining new years
Had to move out
Cut and run
Too many memories
Too much fun
I need a slow down
And a helping hand
To cork that bottle
And save the band
It’s good to be here
(Even if it’s been a chore)
It took a little time
But I think I found what I’m looking for
I won’t live there anymore
Some of the best years of my life were spent there with people I adore
I can’t live there anymore
My heart rate stuck redlining
Never certain, never sure
I won’t live there anymore
I won’t live there anymore
I won’t live there anymore
