Lyrics of Montreal

of Montreal

And I've Seen a Bloody Shadow

Turning tricks on the hood of Jasmine's car

That whole summer was really just too peculiar

You know I would have given it up to almost anybody

Who had a little bit of money and was sweet to me

Yeah, I was down to give it up to almost anyone

Who was sweet to me

It was rough, we had to crawl down to the basement

For to hide from this digital wolf

He had no eyes but he could see using electric rays

Biting the prick that feeds me in my sister's bathroom

How can I function, man, in the face of all this butchery?

My mind is exploding with sloppy murders

They really poison my sexuality

How can I function?

There's no more Apollonian beauty to behold

Lille venn, my heart is not dead

It's just bad weather in my temporary head

In my temporary head

Momma, my heart's not dead

It's just bad weather in my temporary head