Lyrics Vogue - Local Natives, Gum, Ginoli

Vogue

The smartest we got, but you know the year
I sent them to a church for the hymn
I don’t know what I’m looking for
What are they looking for?
You ever seen a man’s brains?
I have a 4-track mind
Write me a letter on a humming machine
And pull through the ice age, singing a song
I have different areas
I sit around and wait
And I said by God, through a bunch of pines
What if I could only get to you?