The Hollows

Why?

Score: 12
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Played: 10

Album:

Alopecia

Released: 27 Jan 2009

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[Verse 1: Yoni Wolf] As I lay me down to fall asleep With my demons dying And my pilot light weak I curse the last six months I've been hiding behind a mustache Yeah And to those last 10 years I've been howling a paper moon Well fuck you [Chorus 1: Yoni Wolf & Doseone] This goes out to all my underdone Other-tongued Lung-long frontmen (This is what the ghost of someone's dad says) And all us earth growths Some planted And some pulled (Shut up and put your money where your mouth is) [Verse 2: Yoni Wolf] You shine a flashlight in A hat box and spin An empty oyster shell And celebrate the hollows [Chorus 2: Yoni Wolf & Doseone] This goes out to dirty-dancing, cursing Back-masking, back-slidden pastor's kids (From behind bars its not so hard to see he's risen) And all us earth growths Some planted And some pulled (Nobody finds god and then goes to prison) [Verse 3: Yoni Wolf] In Berlin I saw two men fuck In the dark corner of a basketball court Just a slight jingle Of pocket change pulsing In the tourist park I lost 50 euros To a guy with the walnut shells And the marble It really pissed me off So I thought I'd go back To get my money But all my homies warned me "Oh no, those gypsies Prolly got knives" [Chorus 3: Yoni Wolf & Doseone] This goes out to all my under-brewed Double-duped, two-time truth-fools (Stop thinking a phone call Or text is too complicated) And all us earth growths Some planted (Like a married uncle at a family function) And some pulled [Bridge: Yoni Wolf] I got them shaky gums and a couple of loose tooths Now tell me what should I do? My God, the clock's always Stuck tellin' 11:11, at 3:32 [Chorus 1: Yoni Wolf & Doseone] Even just Joanna Newsom's left hand (I could beat the pants in bass off your best man) [Chorus 1: Yoni Wolf & Doseone] (This is what the ghost of someone's dad says) And all us earth growths Doin' the croak Like it ain't no joke [Outro] In a crowded room projected debonair Aloof impermanence He shrouded loosely In a heavy air of indeterminance