The Old Gold Shoe
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โฑ๏ธ 6:21 duration
๐ ID: 6579037
๐ Lyrics
The gold stereo
Stretches out the sound
Turns the plates until they're rounded
The whole that you know
Gets closer to the ground
Closer to that thing you found
And for all our massive brains
To call on choked remains
It's painful, and it's certain
That something's bound to break inside
This house is not alone
I'm kicking 'round here somewhere
So check behind the ancient speaker
Like pain, painful southern bliss, it's poured upon like caramel
And garnished with some crushed pecans
And to grow is not to grind
To mope is not to mind
The old cap, the geezer
The 15-second teaser
Behold, and you know that everyone's a ringer
He's not even my very good singer
The dirt on the tracks
Has hardened into clusters
Of earthen legs and honey mustard
The storm closes in
Our leaves start to spin
It's getting much later
I wish I heard your radio tonight
The people in the rain
Are staring through our backs
Wishing you had half a brain
For all, all our little pain
Tender is the mangle
The science diet the ivory tangle
It all goes away
Each and every stinking day
I'm getting much better
This evening's little up-setter
The kids out in the street
Take their toys and break them
And look at them, then walk away
The guy on the cross is holier than I
But then again he's made from plastic
And for all our massive brains
To call on choked remains
It's painful, and it's certain
That something's bound to break inside
Stretches out the sound
Turns the plates until they're rounded
The whole that you know
Gets closer to the ground
Closer to that thing you found
And for all our massive brains
To call on choked remains
It's painful, and it's certain
That something's bound to break inside
This house is not alone
I'm kicking 'round here somewhere
So check behind the ancient speaker
Like pain, painful southern bliss, it's poured upon like caramel
And garnished with some crushed pecans
And to grow is not to grind
To mope is not to mind
The old cap, the geezer
The 15-second teaser
Behold, and you know that everyone's a ringer
He's not even my very good singer
The dirt on the tracks
Has hardened into clusters
Of earthen legs and honey mustard
The storm closes in
Our leaves start to spin
It's getting much later
I wish I heard your radio tonight
The people in the rain
Are staring through our backs
Wishing you had half a brain
For all, all our little pain
Tender is the mangle
The science diet the ivory tangle
It all goes away
Each and every stinking day
I'm getting much better
This evening's little up-setter
The kids out in the street
Take their toys and break them
And look at them, then walk away
The guy on the cross is holier than I
But then again he's made from plastic
And for all our massive brains
To call on choked remains
It's painful, and it's certain
That something's bound to break inside
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:07.60] The gold stereo
[00:14.21] Stretches out the sound
[00:18.02] Turns the plates until they're rounded
[00:22.12] The whole that you know
[00:28.90] Gets closer to the ground
[00:32.79] Closer to that thing you found
[00:36.27] And for all our massive brains
[00:42.76] To call on choked remains
[00:49.74] It's painful, and it's certain
[00:57.21] That something's bound to break inside
[01:08.07] This house is not alone
[01:15.01] I'm kicking 'round here somewhere
[01:18.72] So check behind the ancient speaker
[01:22.44] Like pain, painful southern bliss, it's poured upon like caramel
[01:32.24] And garnished with some crushed pecans
[01:36.11] And to grow is not to grind
[01:43.05] To mope is not to mind
[01:50.08] The old cap, the geezer
[01:57.03] The 15-second teaser
[02:08.06] Behold, and you know that everyone's a ringer
[02:19.16] He's not even my very good singer
[02:22.49] The dirt on the tracks
[02:29.12] Has hardened into clusters
[02:32.86] Of earthen legs and honey mustard
[02:36.67] The storm closes in
[02:43.35] Our leaves start to spin
[02:50.06] It's getting much later
[02:57.40] I wish I heard your radio tonight
[03:03.39]
[04:08.97] The people in the rain
[04:15.83] Are staring through our backs
[04:19.60] Wishing you had half a brain
[04:23.17] For all, all our little pain
[04:30.15] Tender is the mangle
[04:33.32] The science diet the ivory tangle
[04:37.40] It all goes away
[04:43.56] Each and every stinking day
[04:50.71] I'm getting much better
[04:57.57] This evening's little up-setter
[05:08.31] The kids out in the street
[05:15.16] Take their toys and break them
[05:19.09] And look at them, then walk away
[05:22.89] The guy on the cross is holier than I
[05:33.17] But then again he's made from plastic
[05:36.90] And for all our massive brains
[05:43.53] To call on choked remains
[05:50.31] It's painful, and it's certain
[05:57.41] That something's bound to break inside
[06:03.28]
[00:14.21] Stretches out the sound
[00:18.02] Turns the plates until they're rounded
[00:22.12] The whole that you know
[00:28.90] Gets closer to the ground
[00:32.79] Closer to that thing you found
[00:36.27] And for all our massive brains
[00:42.76] To call on choked remains
[00:49.74] It's painful, and it's certain
[00:57.21] That something's bound to break inside
[01:08.07] This house is not alone
[01:15.01] I'm kicking 'round here somewhere
[01:18.72] So check behind the ancient speaker
[01:22.44] Like pain, painful southern bliss, it's poured upon like caramel
[01:32.24] And garnished with some crushed pecans
[01:36.11] And to grow is not to grind
[01:43.05] To mope is not to mind
[01:50.08] The old cap, the geezer
[01:57.03] The 15-second teaser
[02:08.06] Behold, and you know that everyone's a ringer
[02:19.16] He's not even my very good singer
[02:22.49] The dirt on the tracks
[02:29.12] Has hardened into clusters
[02:32.86] Of earthen legs and honey mustard
[02:36.67] The storm closes in
[02:43.35] Our leaves start to spin
[02:50.06] It's getting much later
[02:57.40] I wish I heard your radio tonight
[03:03.39]
[04:08.97] The people in the rain
[04:15.83] Are staring through our backs
[04:19.60] Wishing you had half a brain
[04:23.17] For all, all our little pain
[04:30.15] Tender is the mangle
[04:33.32] The science diet the ivory tangle
[04:37.40] It all goes away
[04:43.56] Each and every stinking day
[04:50.71] I'm getting much better
[04:57.57] This evening's little up-setter
[05:08.31] The kids out in the street
[05:15.16] Take their toys and break them
[05:19.09] And look at them, then walk away
[05:22.89] The guy on the cross is holier than I
[05:33.17] But then again he's made from plastic
[05:36.90] And for all our massive brains
[05:43.53] To call on choked remains
[05:50.31] It's painful, and it's certain
[05:57.41] That something's bound to break inside
[06:03.28]