all this time, and words are not my friends
time to channel up my references
12 notes on the scale and none for grabs
do ray sue me now before do hits… again…
do, do, do, do rae, do sue mi no
do, do, do, do rae, do sue mi no
did you, or did you not write this tune?
take me to your speaker, tell the truth
tell me where you'd get that groove?
oh tell me where you got that groove?
tell me where you'd get that groove?
do you hear it? do you like it?
does it smell like money in your pocket?
saw you grooving, saw you boppin',
I’m not tryna rob the grave, I’m trying to rock it
could you see it on the wall of your home, for free?
it’s not for sale, baby
can you buy it, no, you can’t- it’s not about that
baby come and sue my mood,
sue my mood… sue my mood
sue my mood, oooh, sue my mood
all this time, and words are not my friends
don't you see, we're trying to further it
life is short, well I hope someone else
finishes my sentence before it... it ends
do you hear it? do you like it?
does it smell like money in your pocket?
saw you grooving, I saw you boppin,
I’m not trying to rob the grave, I’m trying to rock it
could you see it on the wall of your home, for free?
it’s not for sale, baby
can you buy it, no you can’t, it’s not about that,
baby come and sue my mood,
sue my mood… sue my mood…
sue my mood... ooooh sue my mood
Dreamy, intricate guitar pop from Oakland's Absent City; splashes of accordion, sitar, lap steel, and mandolin add textural richness. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 26, 2020