Listen to Elder Goose song with lyrics from Dance Gavin Dance

Elder Goose

Dance Gavin Dance1 Jan 2011

Elder Goose Lyrics

Elder Goose - Dance Gavin Dance

The wanna lights fade

The music's full of bass

She's all up in my face

I can't believe she's so close

Feelin your grind

Maybe losing my mind

 

I'm just plain old take home material take home material

I keep my fingers crossed hoping to find a way

To show you what I'm made of

Throw all our worries

To the wind

I backtracked stabbed at you followed

The tracks to a cabin filled with wooden spoons

Then a shred of lead ripped my hoodie in two

There's no telling what my evil twin brother wouldn't do

I wake up drenched in sweat

Wondering who I'm lying with

What a joke

There's nothing left to explore

 

Find myself at the end of the bottle

Laying in your bed

You're hoping to find out where I'm at

 

Well it's gone away

 

My song so long

The weight can make you trip but you won't fall down

Accept you fresh can of broccoli

I can hate you if you are gawking

Unless fresh fresh can of broc

I'll be leaning towards a centimeter short of much

 

Accept fresh fresh can of broccoli

I can hate you if you are gawking

Unless fresh fresh can of broc

I'll be leaning towards a centimeter short of much

 

Yet the sun goes down

Baby I'm in town

Hoping to find someone to take it all

I know I'm right when I say go away

 

Get around oh

You get around oooh

You get around oh

You're busy f**king everyone busy f**king everyone

 

Ooh you're busy f**king everyone

 

Find myself at the end of the bottle

Laying in your bed

You're hoping to find out where I'm at

 

Well it's gone away

 

My song so long

Let's waste our time

Back on top but my blocks mowed down

 

Feeling my heart race

 

Drenched in sweat

 

As I wonder

 

I'm not scared I'm not prepared

Laying down flat on your back

 

Open up girl let's play attack

 

Let's waste our time

 

Back on top but my blocks mowed down

Man I'm fit

Yeah my stomachs never touched the ground

But I'm courteous

Still keep it real with my nerdyness

14th's my birthday

Hers is on the 30th

If you were dead I bet this sh*t would bloom

Get a standing ovation from an empty room

F**k your a**

I don't want your cereal

 

You can get your wig split back

 

I'll be the same ol' G