Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Strawberry André , by - Dance Gavin Dance. Song from the album Downtown Battle Mountain, in the genre Пост-хардкорRelease date: 14.05.2007
Record label: Rise
Song language: English
Strawberry André |
| Dressed in time to sip the wine and cover your head |
| Nice of you to stay a few and bleed on my bed |
| People flake, they wake and bake, forget what you said |
| Obviously, not possibly, you didn’t take your meds |
| And here we go, climb |
| I got a house with a pool and a dog with a three car garage |
| And now come home for all these ways to, ways to go |
| All the way down |
| Cut out the signs, come inside |
| Where we lined up all these fashions |
| I’ll take your wine, just take this side |
| Into the light, arms are wide only when you know |
| I fear I can’t believe its you (Nice tie, meet my concubine) |
| I fear I can’t believe its you (She's not drunk, it’s enthusiasm) |
| I fear I can’t believe its you (Nice tie, meet my concubine) |
| I fear (She's not drunk, it’s enthusiasm) |
| I fear I can’t believe its you (Nice tie, meet my concubine) |
| I fear I can’t believe its you (She's not drunk, it’s enthusiasm) |
| I fear I can’t believe its you (Lipstick, wet painted faces) |
| I fear (Of people with no regrets) |
| Slit her throat on the frying pan |
| You caught a cold and forgot the plan |
| Turn the dial on the oven |
| Until the skin has got that even tan |
| Slit her throat on the frying pan |
| You caught a cold and forgot the plan |
| Turn the dial on the oven, man |
| Until the skin has got that even- |
| Dressed in time to sip the wine and cover your head |
| Nice of you to stay a few and bleed on my bed |
| People flake, they wake and bake, forget what you said |
| Obviously, not possibly, you didn’t take your meds |
| I fear I can’t believe its you (Nice tie, meet my concubine) |
| I fear I can’t believe its you (She's not drunk, it’s enthusiasm) |
| I fear I can’t believe its you (Nice tie, meet my concubine) |
| I fear (She's not drunk, it’s enthusiasm) |
| I fear I can’t believe its you (Nice tie, meet my concubine) |
| I fear I can’t believe its you (She's not drunk, it’s enthusiasm) |
| I fear I can’t believe its you (Lipstick, wet painted faces) |
| I fear (Of people with no regrets) |
| Oh, what? |
| Come into the light, oh |