1. |
Beach Holiday
02:43
|
|||
Caught a fish with my hands
And I put it on the grill
I'm goin back down to the beach
To find somethin else to kill
I grabbed fruit from the trees
And I put it in the sauce
I don't have to go to work
I said I'm fired to my boss
Drank til I was sick
I slept til I woke up
Had a glass of wine
Went outside to throw it up
Yelled at some kids
I took off all my clothes
They hit me in the face
The blood was pouring out my nose
What a beach holiday
What a beach holiday
What a beach holiday
What a beach holiday
Blood ran down my face
I caught it with my hands
I took a stick to mark the place
Dug a hole in the sand
Covered it back up
Just as soon as it got full
All the blood turned into eggs
And all the eggs turned into gold
What a perfect way
What a picture perfect way to spend
Every waking hour
Perfect, beach holiday
|
||||
2. |
Dreams (Never Come True)
02:39
|
|||
You were my dream
Dreams never come true
If I had one wish
I'd give it to you
You were my dream
Dreams always fall apart
If I had one
I'd give you my heart
You were my dream
You left me all alone
You unlocked the door
You told them all I was home
I'm thinking bout selling it all
We been caught up with the wrong crowd
With the wrong crowd
I'm thinking bout selling it all
We been caught up with the wrong crowd
With the wrong crowd
|
||||
3. |
High Definition
03:58
|
|||
I didn't mind the bodies in the road
I was coming for you
I didn't know the forest was on fire
I was coming for you
I follow your footsteps
I follow your footsteps here
I didn't mind the bodies were aflame
I was coming for you
I was tired, I was looking for a drink
I was coming for you
I follow your footsteps here
I been hiding so long
In high definition
Who are you
To be needing me?
I get so lost, and I'm scared
To ride home
I think I fell asleep
I think I fell asleep
While you were talking to me
While you were talking to me
I think I didn't ask
I think I didn't ask
What you thought about me
What you thought about me
Keep talking
I'm listening
I'm promise
I'm listening
Of course I'm listening
To you
|
||||
4. |
Perfect
02:36
|
|||
I want a perfect bottle
One that would fill itself up
I knew a perfect model
She killed herself but
These things
They are just bound to happen
I'll sing
Just for the sound of clapping
There is a place where we can go
Where it will never rain or snow
We go outside
There weather's perfect all the time
I want a magic pocket
All full of gold and silver
I had a plastic locket
I'd hold if it was still here
These things
Are stolen lost or broken
I'll sing
Choking
There is a place where we can go
Where it will never rain or snow
We go outside
The weather's perfect all the time
|
Fort Lean Brooklyn, New York
At Fort Lean, which is a place you can go, the weather is perfect all the time.
Streaming and Download help
If you like Fort Lean, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp