Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Four Dreams, artist - Jesca Hoop.
Date of issue: 31.12.2009
Song language: English
Four Dreams |
Come and bring your stereo |
Come and bring your stereo |
And lay down on my pillow |
Down into a dream we go |
Down into a dream we go |
You never know where we go |
Under the shading of a willow tree |
Sam and I awoke where we were once sleeping |
The bed that we lay upon was chamomile |
And it smells like bubble gum for real |
Skunk and owl and doe |
Gather 'round my radio |
Then with a resonance that split the earth |
The skunk cried a call like one I’ve never heard |
And from the crevasse a cuckoo clock emerged |
And from it a little wooden bird |
He spread apart its beak |
And time began to speak |
I’ll gift you one two three |
Songs as old as me |
Come and bring your stereo |
Come and bring your stereo |
And lay down on a pillow |
Down into a dream we go |
Down into a dream we go |
Never know where we go |
Climbing a statue that stands fifty feet |
The cast of a woman that looks just like me |
To find that my character was caught completely |
Cemented from head down to my feet |
A bee flew from my nose |
He said come and bring your stereo |
Down to my throat to what seemed like my teeth |
The bee tuned the stereo to bump a beat |
And he began a-buzzing in the key of B |
All to instigate the crumbling of concrete |
The mask fell from my skin |
Left me younger than I’ve ever been |
I’ll gift you one two three |
youth eternally |
Eta, my sweet little Loretta |
I love when you put the warm milk and honey in my bowl |
Get up, now don’t you go and get up |
I’m gonna show you how I love my jelly roll |
Oh how I love my Johnny boy |
And if you ever leave me baby I’ll be destroyed |
Let’s make a baby, Johnny boy |
Right here in this living room |
And we’ll call it June |
Come and bring your stereo |
Come and bring your stereo |
And lay down on a pillow |
Down into a dream we go |
Down into a dream we go |
You never know where we go |
One summer evening at a block party |
The juice from the ghetto blaster was failing |
So we hijacked electrical piracy |
Because nobody had a battery |
And the gods of rock 'n' roll |
Hypnotised my stereo |
I’ll gift you one two three |
Ad Rock, MCA, Mike D |
Come and bring your stereo |
Come and bring your stereo |
And lay down on a pillow |
Down into a dream we go |
Down into a dream we go |
And never know where we go |
Tell me bring your stereo |
Tell me bring your stereo |
And lay down on my pillow |
Down into a dream we go |
Down into a dream we go |
You never know where we go |