Lyrics

[Sample] Weird thing is, now I'm exactly where I wanna be, and I'm still just thinking about my old pals. Only now they're the ones I've made here [Verse 1] Maybe I'll live in a basement Maybe I'll call you, maybe I'll be "call waiting" And I won't notice anything, so please turn to me sometimes And scream, so I know its all still real Remember when we were driving and you thought you saw a wolverine Or at least the same kind of thing And I laughed at you, skunk bears don't live here anymore Perhaps it was just a raccoon? They steal tasty treats from the street as food to eat They love it, they love it, they love it, they love... And I can list the things I care about Like showing people songs, or just knowing all the words and singing along I can list the things I care about Like showing people songs, or just knowing all the words and singing along I can list the things I care about Like showing people songs, or just knowing all the words and singing along [Sample] I wish there was a way to know you're in the good old days, before you've actually left them. Someone should write a song about that I can list the things I care about Like showing people songs, or just knowing all the words and singing along And love feels like jellybeans My heart's filled up with little bears made of candy concrete (I don't know how this goes. Should I just do that last part again?) (Yeah, no problem. We need some more harmonies anyway.)