Lyrics Dirty Projectors

Dirty Projectors

Twenty-Foot Stalks

I go out to the shopping mall

Parking lot at four in the morn

All you can hear is sprinkles

On pavement and lights overhead

On twenty-foot stalks

But I'm gonna go and climb some trees

Out in the woods

So fuck the police

They're checking ambitions down by

The on-ramp at exit at exit fourteen