Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Autumn's Vicar, artist - Lambchop. Date of issue: 17.02.2002
Song language: English
Autumn's Vicar |
| Chickadee tosses leaves out of her nester |
| My uncle’s uncle’s uncles fester |
| To chestnut’s empty sound |
| One by one they hit the ground |
| It’s fall and it’s warm |
| And I’ve got a sweater |
| Tell me nothing nothing’s better |
| The flowers wilt from the weight of the leaves |
| But it’s not the cold |
| It’s the dryness |
| That makes it so, (groovy) |
| Believe you me |
| Believe me you |
| Let it roll |
| God cues his trees to drop their load |
| I’ve got some used cowboy boots |
| You’ve got some weed |
| It’s a noisy cracked accumulation |
| Of golden brown, Mr. Brown’s first born |
| Can anyone get it |
| It’s not too obvious |
| Two friends locked in a Dutch romance |
| It’s the angry middle aged distraction |
| Your postman stumbles in the yard |
| With a message long |
| You communicate through song |
| And take it up with the vicar |
| Believe you me |
| Believe me you |
| Grateful for the score |
| The nuts today you store |
| Could come in handy in the future |