owen pallett – ultimatum lyrics
he’s gonna win the race
with his six-string b-ss
you’re gonna give him a chase, man
you left the devil breathless
you want him ’til i tap your t-ts
he’s gonna caution your cl-ts
he talked your whole cherry tree
into growing its fruit with no pits
he’s the egg that drops in your soup
he’s the hand that holds the tottering scoop
base bicycle braid and beer
god d-d-d-d-mn, you’re prostrate in fear
he’s gonna win the race
with his six-string b-ss
he’s gonna summon the hounds now
here they’re comin’ now
without a sound now
the saxophone swallowed his reed
as the drummer ran out in the lead
the piano fell down on his back
as the singer fell down through the cracks
see, the guitar’s locked in its case
as the lights l1cked the face of his b-ss
he’s the end, the light, the dark
knocks the rainbow right out of the park
ultimatum, ultimatum (x6)
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