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The Hollows (WHY?)

As I lay me down to fall asleep With my demons dying and my pilot light weak I curse the last six months I been hiding behind a moustache, yeah And to those last ten years I been howling a paper moon: fuck you This goes out to all my under done Other tongue lung long frontmen (This is what the ghost of someone's dad says) And all us earth growths, some planted And some pulled (Shut up and put your money where your mouth is) Shine a flashlight in a hat box and spin An empty oyster shell and celebrate the hollows This goes out to dirty dancing cursing back masking Back slidden pastor's kids (From behind bars it's not so hard to see he's risen) And all us earth growths, some planted And some pulled (But nobody finds god and then goes to prison) In Berlin I saw two men fuck In a dark corner of a basketball court Just the slight jingle of pocket change pulsing In the tourist part I lost fifty euros To a guy with the walnut shells and the marble It really pissed me off, so ooh I thought I'd go Back to get my money but all my homies warned me Oh no, those gypsies probably got knives This goes out to all my under brewed Double duped two times true fools (Stuck faking a phone call or texting for company) And all us earth grows, some planted And some pulled (Like a married in uncle at a family function) I got them shaky gums and a couple of loose tooths Now tell me, what should I do my god The clock's always stuck telling, 11:11, or 3:32 This goes out to all my under done Other tongued lung long frontmen (Even just Joanna Newsom's left hand) And all us earth growths, some planted And some pulled (I bet could beat the pants in bass off your best man) This goes out to all my underdone Other tongued lung long frontmen (This is what the ghost of someone's dad says) And all us earth growths, Doing the croak like it ain't no joke In a crowded room project a debonair aloof impermanance Be shrouded loosely in an air of indeterminates