Aloysius, Bluegrass Drummer
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โฑ๏ธ 1:54 duration
๐ ID: 5599285
๐ Lyrics
Aloysius was a bluegrass drummer
He was just a normal kid
Blooming, tripping flowing under
Just as I once did
At a 24 hour restaurant
Open to the end of time
He was washing dishes there
When he met brick butterfly
She was a no age singer for a country act
Working at a region ten
She was all strung out on hard street fat
But he didn't know it then
First a look then a spark
Sound of Velcro in the dark
His heart is spinning like a bicycle wheel
She and he laid the stems down flat
In the middle of a field
Brick butterfly had a history
Of sleeping with the kitchen staff
She was a hardcore gobbler
And longtime guzzler of hydrogenated crap
Suet, tallow, liquid squeals
Great mounds of plastic lard
That's what she got the lad to steal
On the night that he got fired
Aloysius woke at five am
The hungry girl was gone
There was blood in the bedding
Forks in the ceiling
And bones all over the lawn
Like any strong young poet would
He packed his bags for region ten
I guess now I know him less than I ever knew him then
Yes I guess I know him even less than I ever knew him then
He was just a normal kid
Blooming, tripping flowing under
Just as I once did
At a 24 hour restaurant
Open to the end of time
He was washing dishes there
When he met brick butterfly
She was a no age singer for a country act
Working at a region ten
She was all strung out on hard street fat
But he didn't know it then
First a look then a spark
Sound of Velcro in the dark
His heart is spinning like a bicycle wheel
She and he laid the stems down flat
In the middle of a field
Brick butterfly had a history
Of sleeping with the kitchen staff
She was a hardcore gobbler
And longtime guzzler of hydrogenated crap
Suet, tallow, liquid squeals
Great mounds of plastic lard
That's what she got the lad to steal
On the night that he got fired
Aloysius woke at five am
The hungry girl was gone
There was blood in the bedding
Forks in the ceiling
And bones all over the lawn
Like any strong young poet would
He packed his bags for region ten
I guess now I know him less than I ever knew him then
Yes I guess I know him even less than I ever knew him then
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:19.29] Aloysius was a bluegrass drummer
[00:20.77] He was just a normal kid
[00:23.16] Blooming, tripping flowing under
[00:25.14] Just as I once did
[00:27.25] At a 24 hour restaurant
[00:29.31] Open to the end of time
[00:31.99] He was washing dishes there
[00:33.25] When he met brick butterfly
[00:34.39] She was a no age singer for a country act
[00:36.74] Working at a region ten
[00:38.59] She was all strung out on hard street fat
[00:40.52] But he didn't know it then
[00:42.67] First a look then a spark
[00:43.66] Sound of Velcro in the dark
[00:44.77] His heart is spinning like a bicycle wheel
[00:47.33] She and he laid the stems down flat
[00:48.86] In the middle of a field
[01:07.64] Brick butterfly had a history
[01:09.73] Of sleeping with the kitchen staff
[01:11.55] She was a hardcore gobbler
[01:12.51] And longtime guzzler of hydrogenated crap
[01:15.91] Suet, tallow, liquid squeals
[01:17.42] Great mounds of plastic lard
[01:20.33] That's what she got the lad to steal
[01:21.64] On the night that he got fired
[01:24.50] Aloysius woke at five am
[01:26.09] The hungry girl was gone
[01:27.88] There was blood in the bedding
[01:29.16] Forks in the ceiling
[01:29.90] And bones all over the lawn
[01:31.94] Like any strong young poet would
[01:33.95] He packed his bags for region ten
[01:36.57] I guess now I know him less than I ever knew him then
[01:40.59] Yes I guess I know him even less than I ever knew him then
[01:43.98]
[00:20.77] He was just a normal kid
[00:23.16] Blooming, tripping flowing under
[00:25.14] Just as I once did
[00:27.25] At a 24 hour restaurant
[00:29.31] Open to the end of time
[00:31.99] He was washing dishes there
[00:33.25] When he met brick butterfly
[00:34.39] She was a no age singer for a country act
[00:36.74] Working at a region ten
[00:38.59] She was all strung out on hard street fat
[00:40.52] But he didn't know it then
[00:42.67] First a look then a spark
[00:43.66] Sound of Velcro in the dark
[00:44.77] His heart is spinning like a bicycle wheel
[00:47.33] She and he laid the stems down flat
[00:48.86] In the middle of a field
[01:07.64] Brick butterfly had a history
[01:09.73] Of sleeping with the kitchen staff
[01:11.55] She was a hardcore gobbler
[01:12.51] And longtime guzzler of hydrogenated crap
[01:15.91] Suet, tallow, liquid squeals
[01:17.42] Great mounds of plastic lard
[01:20.33] That's what she got the lad to steal
[01:21.64] On the night that he got fired
[01:24.50] Aloysius woke at five am
[01:26.09] The hungry girl was gone
[01:27.88] There was blood in the bedding
[01:29.16] Forks in the ceiling
[01:29.90] And bones all over the lawn
[01:31.94] Like any strong young poet would
[01:33.95] He packed his bags for region ten
[01:36.57] I guess now I know him less than I ever knew him then
[01:40.59] Yes I guess I know him even less than I ever knew him then
[01:43.98]