Of Montreal Album

My lover, I've been donating time to review
All the misinterpretations that define me and you

I'm thinking about you
In my secret language
Cause I know you're the only one
Who can help me take it easy
Now I'm happy in the head
Knowing there ain't no sucker in the world
That's a threat to us
We've become material
It's like hey you were always there
just on the tip of my tongue
And I needed you to happen, yeah
And now that you happened
And it really really really came true
I feel like I oughta thank somebody
So I'm gonna thank you
Thank you, thank you, thank you
Thank you, thank you

So I'm calling your ass up at like
three in the morning saying
"Wake up young dragon, let's go get compromised"
You'll be my little ally and
You can have it which way you choose

Now I'm so bombed out by your paradigm kisses
How I've hacked at our southern hemispheric eleven gods
Now I'm Cracking my sweet love
I'm cracking my sweet love (3x)

I'm a motherfuckin' headliner, bitch you don't even know it
Process it
I'm a motherfuckin' headliner, bitch you don't even know it

Why is it why girls don't ever have any ideas
And they don't even know ??
But that is true for almost everyone
Everyone but you
My goat, my crab, my scorpion
You're my icons 'cause you're different
You're different

I love wicked wisdom
--
No more evil visions, they just stab my heart.

I'm just a black she-male
And I don't knowwhat you people are all about
What you people are all about
I just know how to make it
Like this

Oooh, just a look at her is calm
Shan't you see it baby
Can't you see it baby
Shan't you see it baby
Oooh, just a look at her is calm
Shan't you see it baby
Can't you see it baby
Shan't you see it baby

Want to get together?
It's always hot magic
Want to get together?
Want to get together?
Want to get together?
It's always hot magic
Want to get together?
It's always we are the champions, my friends
Want to get together?
We're gonna hit
What you work with

Ooh, you've got such super wicked style
Show it to me baby
Let me see it baby
Show me to you baby
Ooh, you've got such super wicked style
Show it to me baby
Let me see it baby
Show me to you baby

Want to get together?
It's always hot magic
Want to get together?
Want to get together?
Want to get together?
It's always hot magic
Want to get together?
It's always we are the champions, my friends
Want to get together?
We're gonna hit
What you work with

??
Knowing what's coming next
Something temporary reference for the other side
All I get to hear
Elitist's commentary about some fated press limited edition
I hear the toy ball bouncing ??
All I get to hear
You get the power to destroy
No time to process that now
So I can cut it through my mind

We can do it softcore if you want
But you should know I take it both ways
We can do it softcore if you want
But you should know that I go both ways

We can do it softcore if you want
But you should know I take it both ways
We can do it softcore if you want
But you should know that I go both ways

Georgie said romantic love is flat
(Georgie said that)
Only for people with no real ambition in their life
(No life)
But oh, but List Christie disagrees
She sees into the core of my poor machine
(I'll tell you what she sees)
Frightened cornered Gemini tactics and
Attempts to crack the party code
And there's one more thing

We can do it softcore if you want
But you should know I take it both ways
We can do it softcore if you want
But you should know that I go both ways

Our bodies became one and then we so really turned on
Became a freaky permutation
Something like Voltron
Then I was wrapped in discourse with the magazine reader
The mutual conclusion was I'm not worth knowing because I'm probably dead
So I'm exposed but no solution

Lalalalalala
Lalalalalala

We can do it softcore if you want
But you should know I take it both ways
We can do it softcore if you want
But you should know that I go both ways

Oh
Lalala lalala
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalala

Why am I so damaged, girl?
Why am I such poison, girl?
I don't know how long I can hold on
If it's gonna be like this forever

Why am I so damaged,
Why am I so troubled, girl?
I don't know how long I can hold on
If it's gonna be like this forever

Does she know, does she know that I am not just searching for some first-time high?
I know it's all about perceptions, and I accept you as my very first move

Oh, oh yeah
Ah yeah
Ah la la la la la la

(horn break)

I remember riding bikes on Coaster Island
Planning midnight raids on the Swedish plum trees
That summer, it was too cold to swim, so
We climbed upon the rocky shore and freaked out
on the mountain goats, but they were not impressed,
or scared of us

Do you remember, our last summer as independents? (4x)
Do you remember, do you remember

I was a foreigner when you appeared
From the shadows at the motor club
I was a hater in the depths of an emotional hibernation
You sat me down, we had some drinks
And you told me your kinds of insanity
I asked your friend if you were available
She answered, 'no but yes oh well oh well yes and no,'

Now, I'm viewing my memory reel in reverse
Scrolling back to: come to feel your whether-than
Now, I'm noting the limits of our parabola
To predict: the points of thou-shalt-not-return

This inbreeding of ideals is intolerable
I wish David was here
Take your persecution complex and
I'm not gonna absorb your stress output any more
Oh don't you pimp out my heart
Don't you pimp out my heart

I wanna be your love
I wanna make you cry
And sweep you off your feet

I wanna hurt your pride
I wanna slap your face
I wanna paint your nails

I wanna make you you scream
I wanna braid your hair
I wanna kiss your friends

I wanna make you laugh
I wanna dress the same
I wanna defend you

I wanna squeeze your thighs
I wanna kiss your eyelids
And corrupt your dreams

I wanna crash your car
I wanna scratch your cheeks
I wanna make you sick

I wanna sell you out
Want to expose your flaws
I wanna steal your things

I wanna show you off
I wanna tell you lies
I wanna write you books

I wanna turn you on
I wanna make you cum
Two-hundred times a day

I wanna dry your tears
Every time you're sad
I wanna be your what's happening

I wanna be your only friend

I only go all the way
This time I'm not pretending

I can't take the trash
Your trashy friends are spreading about us
They've got like V.D. personalities
Oh girl, that's so messed up

You see that sculpture on the hill?
That's where she queered me out
Forever

They're monitoring my subconscious massacres I know
Bringing it closer to the surface so it's easily pervertible

I want to be a beast
I want to make you proud
And play with your head

I want to take you out
Make you feel adored
And buy you everything

I want to hurt you bad
Make you paranoid
And say the sweetest things

I want to help you grow
And for eternity
I want to be your what's happening

I see car bombs in your eyes
(Can you clap your hands?)
(Clap-clap!)
(Can you clap your hands?)
(Clap-clap!)
oooooohhh!
Can you sing it?
I hear (angels apologize?)

They had painted her face like a man's mistake
Gangbanging the sad return to the eagle-shaped mirror
I'm the kind of mannequin that she'd send opens its eyes
To the ladies of the spread

She took me home and spit in my drink
She spoke of Germaine Greer and Friedan
I don't know what to think
I took her standing in the kitchen
Ass against the sink
She draped me in a stole (what kind?)
I think Malaysian mink

And threw me out into the snow
I waited for a bus
Here comes some ... screaming, "Are you one of us?"
I said, "Of course I am, can't you see I've got some tax reconstruction"
(What does that mean?) No clue
It must be illicit pentagram
(What are you talking about?) No clue

I check my shutter speed, my aperture, my domino
Can't focus, can't stop staring at the face I used to know
This life is not a prison we are always free to go
Anytime

Chinese stars, Chinese stars, Chinese stars
Chinese stars

I'm trying to interface
You met me at such a dismal point on the arc
I think I understand what you were saying
About the smiles, of the skulls
This spastic face was the last one
Our luck was white
I read it with my head open, or only slightly cracked
Somebody else will have to close it when I'm done
And make the most out of the visuals

We're walking though the wood
I notice someone has built a house for no bird in particular
They want to destroy us (I know)
It's time to penetrate their fantasy

I'm so sick of sucking the dick of this cruel, cruel city
I've forgotten what it takes to please a woman
But that's all gonna change. (Ooooh, all gonna change)
Yeah, yeah, that's all gonna change.(Ooooh, all gonna change)

Now the freaks want to take me home to see
If the rumors are true (If the rumors are true!)
So I kick open the doors and windows
Don't let the world hear
Sure, there's so much anger and pain
But come and see, there's still some gentle people
Fucking two strawberry letter twenty-three

(Bitch) Now, we're both laughin'
(Bitch) Yeah, we're both laughin'
(Bitch) Yeah, we're both laughin'
(Bitch) Yeah, we're both laughin'

Maybe I blow you whatever kinda kisses you want
Because you've got so much in common
With my big cock creator

We function on the lowest human level
But still somehow keep livin'
I thought it was over
But it all still hurts the same (All hurts the same)
It still hurts the same. (All hurts the same)

I only photograph my fascinations
'Til the stress, of the flash, makes them fade
The danger is real, but I'm mute to the feeling
We started by giving each other interesting sobriquets

Just a dream back to the surface
Never find my empty elephant of some beautiful death
It's time to get to know the optical that you'll be stripping
Ladies of the spread
You better keep my secrets
In that perfume poodle head
Now it's so ...come on...come on...
To the replacement of my cheaper(?) dreams
From the bottom of that hotel pool

The lion leaked out of his pendant, and then...
we talked about valerie and her week of wonders

e...v...i...l
She's loves to do beautiful things

Feeling voices again
Not good
The sky is pregnant with maggots
Something happened in the parking lot

I'm searching for the context
Not finding it
Don't make it real for me
Some things are better left victims

She sang, we wear the party all over our bodies and faces
But allows me to speak in wild abstractions
The senseless killings, gifts God gives us have no one to let them

This the kind of thought that kills you twice on the way down
You might forget them but your nightmares they don't forget about
How they claw me in my falser faster reflection
Is that my reflection in the Damascus blade? (no)
How they claw me in my faster all false reflection

(With my eye to the sky, my wicked mustang)
(Warlocks)

You should call me sometime, I won't answer but, at least I'll know you care
How will you know it was me?
You think I've got caller ID?

Guess I should be happy for you
For your success and all that
But your fame ain't got nothing for us

I supported your kid, back when no one else did
You know, I waved your flag, back when no one else did
I just want things to be the way they used to be
when you only set a place for me

The great cuirass of my skull is choking on their dull symptoms
Ten lashes on the ass of anyone who even tries
And heavens patience glaring down at us filling your womb with black butterflies

You don't have to try to steal no nothing from my heart
Because for you anything you want is always free (free) free (free) free
And your freaky fantasies to my phone black condoms soften the ice cream cone

I bet I'm not a virgin to you
You'll never walk alone
Far beyond the separate piers of shame
I live to make you call my name

(Call my name)
Guess I should be happy for you
For your success and all that
But your fame ain't got nothing for us

I was your booster babe, back when no one else cared (oh yeah)
You know I celebrate, (I heart for you girl)
Back when no one else even thought to
I just want things to be the way they used to be
When you only saved a seat for me
(Come back, come back)

I feel so at peace by the sky karma icy canova I got from

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 money and was sweet to me
Yes, 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
And they really poison my sexuality
How can I function this no more
There's no more Appolonian 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

Love her face, I'll do you as the
Revolver introduced in my play, act one
Love her face, want to make you ejaculate
Until it's no longer fun

I confess to really being quite charmed
By your feminine effects
You're the only one
With whom I would role play Oedipus Rex

I want you to be my pleasure puss
I want to know what it's like to be inside you
I want you to be my pleasure puss
I want to know how it feels
Want to give you that ou ou la la ou la la

Love her face, how your ass is pumping
Sweet licentious songs. love her face
You're a scandal (????) so wrong, wrong

Bless my lips with your Sunlandic kisses.
While our hands explore each other's human vessels
Whoa, you know, like four excited spiders

I want you to be my pleasure puss
I want to know what it's like to be inside you
I want you to be my pleasure puss
I want to know how it feels
Want to give you that ou ou la la, ou la la.

You gave me such a rush
Make my whole body blush
I don't care if they say you're just my crutch
I know you're not
You're the only good thing I've got

Everything's so much more complicated
Over the phone

You are such a star, oh, you know you are
I just once looked through today(?)
Had the mind to call your name, internally
Through my seventh sense that's hallucinating
Anyway we're artifacts of zero logic (???)

I just came in your arms tonight.
You and I are friends, not some (???)
To be puzzled over, listened
They set my wings so randomly
When you're dead I'll search for you like Orpheus
I'll find you, some way

You are such a star, oh, you know you are
I'll tell you one thing
I know you want my kisses in your narcissistic collapse
Because it's so painful when they amputate the (????)

All of my thoughts are from a foreign host
Now I feel just like a ghost (x4)

All of my thoughts are from a foreign host
Now I feel just like a ghost (x4)

All of my thoughts are from a foreign host
Now I feel just like a ghost (x4)

Don't be afraid lille vän of violence
I'm only poisoning you, not gonna stab you.
Don't be afraid lille vän of my troubled mind
I'm just poisoning you a little
With my gloom

This far too much like a noise
It happens to be not so nice
I must nod
I must shatter
I must diffuse
This fractured consciousness
This soft abuse

The identity I composed out of terror has become oppressive now
I must defy (defeat) this dark assignment
I'm over it now
I'm so over it now

Don't be afraid lille vän of violence
I'm only poisoning you, not gonna shoot you.
Don't be afraid lille vän of my troubled mind
I'm just poisoning you a little

Every day

You only like him because he's sexually appealing
But I read his journal, it was very revealing
He fucked your sister in an elevator junior year
Oh yeah, oh yeah
And let your brother suck him but then beat him
So he could prove he wasn't queer
Oh no
So what do you think he has in store for you my dear?

You only like him because he's sexually appealing
But I've seen him working, I am getting the feeling
He has some serious predatory domination issues
Oh yeah, oh yeah
He goes to climax alone
His heart beats a busy tone
Oh no, no
He's the kind of guy who would leave you in a k-hole
To go play Halo in the other room
Remember
While you were bereaving Michael's death
He was over at Rachel's cooking crystal meth?
Oh, don't you remember?
Don't you remember

You only like him because he's sexually appealing
But his psychic's prediction has him hanging from a ceiling fan
In eight months

Ours are still not possible
Our dreams are still so possible
All our tough little dreams in the list of possible
And this goes directly to you

I don't know
What it is that you want from me
But you
You cannot have me
If you could read my mind
Know what I really feel
I wonder would we still be friends?

Boy I wish you weren't such a paranoid actress
And I the assassinated candidate
I feel like an accidental species
Some mutant love-child, never meant to be
No motion dancing, feel like we're an impossibility
Trying to keep the heart in the head but I was so down on the closing night
Couldn't even fake a smile, wanting to fire all my friends
And just start over again

Ah! Sisters don't you knoowww, our shit is only gonna get better
Ah don'tcha know don'tcha know don'tcha knoowww
I feel like the last time is gonna be
my final collapse


Ah! Sisters don't you knoowww, our shit is only gonna get better
Ohh ohh aahhh ahhhh
I feel like the last time is gonna be
my final collapse

I know from past experience
He never takes it easy on his readers
And you'll become a foreign substance lying in your familial bed

Technology makes such an ugly mother
But no lessons does it offer only chaos scenarios
And the dream that we've inherited, look it's just like numbers
Still they love you at the office cause you've been the subject of countless masturbation fantasies
(Ohh oh)

(Ahh, yeah!)
(Is that my Concorde on the launcher?)
(Looks good!)
(Ahh ah Ahh ah Ahh ha ha ha!)
(Talking to myself?)
(One, two, three, four)

Ooh ahh (4x)

He's just a slutty little flirt and sister he's only gonna hurt you (watch yourself)
Ladies I'm screaming out to you from the depths of this phallocentric tyranny
My self-conceptions awaiting your invasion clumsy penetration punishment (oh yeah)
When the hope of another wet nightmare is all we have to live for

Can't help it if it's true, don't wanna be your man, just wanna play with you (play with you)
I can't help it if it's true, don't wanna be your man, no I just wanna (play with you)

He predicted the eight-bit empire now he occupies the blur as well
When asking why their kisses are sorrowful remember the howl of our first verse
(My memento little star)

Ooh ahh (4x)

(And again)

Ahh!
Ninjas!
(Ninjas)
Prove it!
(Prove it)
Right!
(Right)

Can't help it if it's true, don't wanna be your man--play, play--with m-Ahh!

Can't help it if it's true, don't wanna be your man, just wanna play with you (play with you)
I can't help it if it's true, don't wanna be your man (Hey!)
you know, its alright, i just wanna play with you (play with you)