Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Strawberry André, artist - Dance Gavin Dance. Album song Downtown Battle Mountain, in the genre Пост-хардкор
Date of issue: 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 |