Underground Tabulatur von Kimya Dawson (für Baryton)

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My head is pounding, I can't stop the pounding

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I think it is going to explode

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And kill everybody who's in close proximity

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To the place I call my home

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And they'll make a moving made for tv movie

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For lifetime all about my life

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That ends with an epitaph, one that will make you laugh

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That says "great mom, okay wife"

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And it'll be funny to the people who know me

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Who know if my body's not burned

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My soul will spend an eternity in misery

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Tethered and bound to this earth

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So I'm not a dick or a stick in the mud

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Always ruining things for my friends

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I mustn't forget when I see the sun set

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That tomorrow it will rise again 

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So I tattoo instructions on my ass

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That say "don't ever put this body in a casket

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Burn it and put the ashes in a basket

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And throw them in the puget sound"

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I don't ever want to be underground

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Oh no, oh no 

I'm wearing size thirteen basketball shoes
And lavender fishnets, I'm freaked out and fucked up
And I'm standing alone in an alley with you
Wanting to show you a cure for your hiccups
But instead I close my eyes
The needles are numbered so I'm writing you letters
And I cannot disguise
The fact that I'm nervous when we are together
And so I fantasize
That the nights'll get shorter and the days will get better
I feel a kick inside, inside
If this is a girl, I'm naming her heather
She'll look just like you, but her hair will be feathered
She'll say how you died before you ever met her 

Her hair will be feathered

My head is pounding, I can't stop the pounding
I think it is going to explode
There are plus and minuses to sinusitis
Like sometimes I get to go home
But mostly it hurts so bad I think I'm dying
I just blew my nose and now I feel like crying
And the dreams I have are all of my past lives
And the seizures would paralyse me in the night
And I'd wake up clutching my teddy bear tight
And I'm drooling and trying to turn on the light
All I can do is hold fast and sit tight
But what if they forget? cause you know they just might 

So I tattoo instructions on my ass
That say don't ever put this body in a casket
Burn it and put the ashes in a basket
And throw them in the puget sound
I don't ever want to be underground

Oh no, oh no