Testi:
Modest Mouse The Moon Antarctica

How do, how do you do? My name is you Flies, they all gather around me and you too You can't see anything well You ask me what size it is, not what I

I might disintegrate into the thin air if you'd like I'm not the dark center of the universe like you thought [x2] Well, it took a lot of work to be

And in this life like weeds, you're just a rock to me I could have told you all that I love you And in the places you go, you'll see the place where

These walls are paper thin And everyone hears every little sound Everyone's a voyeur, their watching me Watch them, watch me right now They're shakin

this bone bleached part of the world So long to this cold, cold part of the world So long to this salt soaked part of the world I stepped down as president of Antarctica

wood And your hands and knees felt cold and wet on the grass beneath Outside naked, shiverin' looking blue, from the cold sunlight that's reflected off the moon

Rag weed tall better hope that his ladder don't crack Or he'll hit the ground low, hard and out of his back At the battle at the bottom of the ocean,

You've got the Perfect disguise and you're lookin' o.k. From the bottom of the best of the worst, well what can I say Cuz you cocked your head to shoot

Well, I ain't sure, but I've been told He's baking cakes inside our souls Stayed awake, took a nap Got myself my bottles back I'm breakin' them out on