Ouija - Conor Oberst & LYRICS. From the album "Water" in 1993 when he was 13. Conor is in a band called Bright Eyes.
OUIJA
A natural noise
Is free in the air
Trying so hard
to give the whole block a scare
And that voice so true in my ear
I go next door just to be near to it
Practice is done
Go outside for a smoke
Listen to some more of Porter's jokes
No more now man
Please turn it down
Because if you don't we all might bust a gut
(yeah yeah)
We just might bust a gut
Words don't quite explain
EVERYTHING I'M TRYING TO SAY
I don't know where to go
I GUESS I'LL JUST ASK THE OUIJA BOARD
It doesn't know
EVERY INCH OF ME IS A GUN
About to go off
I FEEL MYSELF I'M FALLING RIGHT IN
Guys we'll be alright
We sit and talk
For most of the night
Another cool game with the strobe light
And that's not all there's something I lack
Dirty little boy is a lumberjack.
(tonight)
Clint's really cool and
I don't mean to hurt
But that really is a star chopping shirt
Oh no no man
The lynch man's attacking again
Good thing we have a psychotic like friend
Oh yeah
To eat some heads for us
Words don't quite explain
EVERYTHING I'M TRYING TO SAY
I don't know where to go
I GUESS I'LL JUST ASK THE OUIJA BOARD
It doesn't know
EVERY INCH OF ME IS A GUN
About to go off
AS I TRY TO HOLD MYSELF DOWN
Guys we'll be alright
You guys are so good
but you think you suck
For the last time
My brothers not a big Hessian
Yeah here comes Dale
Just pulled up in his bus
I'm in love with Lisa from Toys 'R' US
'Cos Lisa's straight edge
The rest of you aren't
Offer us a joint
But we're too smart to begin
Yeah it sure means a lot
To have you guys here
To light up dead smoke
And bring Porter a beer
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Ouija - Conor Oberst (Bright Eyes)
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