Текст и слова песни Dime Store Prophets – Yeah Sure ok Monet
Is that the hills under your fingernail
The tempest and the hurricane
The clouds to come beneath your breath
Did you introduce the night to day
Orion with the Milky way
And all the stars on your rolodex
Well you carve and you smash, what you paint you call trash
Man you must have something to say
Sweat falls to the plate, the burden to create
All your colors washed, inspiration lost
Yeah, sure, o.k., Monet
There's nothing new in the world (ha, na, na, na,)
There's nothing new in the world (hey...)
Was that the roses knocking at your door
Asking how tall that they should grow
The tempest and the hurricane
The clouds to come beneath your breath
Did you introduce the night to day
Orion with the Milky way
And all the stars on your rolodex
Well you carve and you smash, what you paint you call trash
Man you must have something to say
Sweat falls to the plate, the burden to create
All your colors washed, inspiration lost
Yeah, sure, o.k., Monet
There's nothing new in the world (ha, na, na, na,)
There's nothing new in the world (hey...)
Was that the roses knocking at your door
Asking how tall that they should grow
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