Elder Goose

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Jonny Craig] Day one the lights fade, the music's full of bass She's all up in my face, I can't believe she's so close Feeling her grind made me lose my mind I'm just plain old take home material, take home material [Verse 2: Jonny Craig] I keep my fingers crossed Hoping to find a way to show you what I'm made of Throw all our worries to the wind [Verse 3: Jon Mess] I backtracked, stabbed at you Followed the tracks to a cabin filled with wooden spoons Then a shred of lead ripped my hoodie in two There's no telling what my evil twin brother wouldn't do [Verse 4: Jonny Craig] I wake up drenched in sweat Wondering who I'm lying with What a joke, there's nothing left to explore [Chorus: Jonny Craig, Jon Mess] Find myself at the end of a bottle Laying in your bed hoping to find out where I'm at (The weight can make you trip, but you won't fall down) And it's gone away, my song so long (The weight can make you trip, but you won't fall down) [Refrain: Jon Mess] Accept fresh, fresh can of broccoli I can't hear you when you are knocking Unless fresh, fresh can of broc' I'll be leaning towards a centimeter short of much Accept fresh, fresh can of broccoli I can't hear you when you are knocking Unless fresh, fresh can of broc' I'll be leaning towards a centimeter short of much [Verse 5: Jonny Craig] As the sun goes down baby I'm in town Hoping to find someone to take it all I know I'm right when I say go away You get around, oh. you get around, oh You get around, oh, you're busy fucking everyone Busy fucking everyone, oh you're busy fucking everyone [Chorus: Jonny Craig, Jon Mess] Find myself at the end of a bottle Laying in your bed hoping to find out where I'm at (The weight can make you trip, but you won't fall down) And it's gone away, my song so long (The weight can make you trip, but you won't fall down) [Bridge: Jonny Craig] Feeling my heart race Drenched in sweat As I wonder I'm not scared, not prepared Lay down flat on your back Open up girl, let's play a tad Let's waste our time [Outro: Jon Mess] Back on top, but my blocks mowed down Man I'm fit Yeah my stomachs never touched the ground But I'm courteous Still keep it real with my nerdiness 14th's my birthday Her's is on the 30th If you were dead I bet this shit would bloom Get a standing ovation from an empty room Fuck your ass I don't want your cereal You can get your wig split back I'll be the same O.G