Chipmunk'd Away Songtext
von Max Knouse

Baby of death, labor of breath
The pant after play
But a dog′s peace
Plopped down galleon of peace
Down every day I wanna get
Chipmunk'd away
The grass you would say is always
Grass is, always, or ain′t it babe?
Ain't it like the way
People way back when said slaughter?


It's cold and it′s clear
Fluorescent light beer
A phasal meer
When you turn the light off
Things crawl over your scoff
We tend to ourselves
Some eels live on shelves
The screen in between 12 and 1, watch and lay
Two and then it′s less late
A pyramid

Snaking up a vein
We could live on the Umpqua
Chipmunk'd again by that pastel wind
Awake, a fried egg, our love, our despair