Seaweed
๐ต 1612 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:39 duration
๐ ID: 686651
๐ Lyrics
I drive a yellow Volvo, '86 submarine
Someone's behind me in an Escalade
Trying to blind me with their high beams
I make a left, I'm the road to nowhere
Heading west, the sky is purple streaks
The sun is setting in my chest
I feel warm inside so I'm going for a ride
Put your picture on my dashboard
'Til my fate and your collides
Seaweed washed upon the shore
Severed locks
Of he who walks the ocean floor
I drive a yellow Volvo, '86 submarine
Rims like Tibetan prayer
Wheels and my tank is filled with dreams
Fuck the game
I practice being in the passing lane
And watch the price of gasoline
Rise with the price of fame
I'm immortal, I render unto Caesar to be cordial
He sees a wooden casket
Where I see a glowing portal
Check your engine
Looks like you're running on the blood of Indians
Put some turquoise in that Rolls Royce
Before you crash into a pendulum
Seaweed washed upon the shore
Severed locks
Of he who walks the ocean floor
I drive a yellow Volvo, '86 submarine
I drove it under water, guided by my own high beams
Nothing's left
Witnessed the demolition of the west
I feel like a little kid hiding in my mothers' dress
I'm in space, the lone ambassador of every race
The starfish that discover me
Plant their flags into my face
I'm a clone of every written and unwritten poem
A shark pulls up beside me fingering beads
And chanting om, I can't believe it
I never really thought that sharks would need it
I thought they'd make their peace
Bite it, bleed it, kill it, eat it
But I was wrong, every living being deserves a song
And our passions must be rationed
'Til our rations sing along
Someone's behind me in an Escalade
Trying to blind me with their high beams
I make a left, I'm the road to nowhere
Heading west, the sky is purple streaks
The sun is setting in my chest
I feel warm inside so I'm going for a ride
Put your picture on my dashboard
'Til my fate and your collides
Seaweed washed upon the shore
Severed locks
Of he who walks the ocean floor
I drive a yellow Volvo, '86 submarine
Rims like Tibetan prayer
Wheels and my tank is filled with dreams
Fuck the game
I practice being in the passing lane
And watch the price of gasoline
Rise with the price of fame
I'm immortal, I render unto Caesar to be cordial
He sees a wooden casket
Where I see a glowing portal
Check your engine
Looks like you're running on the blood of Indians
Put some turquoise in that Rolls Royce
Before you crash into a pendulum
Seaweed washed upon the shore
Severed locks
Of he who walks the ocean floor
I drive a yellow Volvo, '86 submarine
I drove it under water, guided by my own high beams
Nothing's left
Witnessed the demolition of the west
I feel like a little kid hiding in my mothers' dress
I'm in space, the lone ambassador of every race
The starfish that discover me
Plant their flags into my face
I'm a clone of every written and unwritten poem
A shark pulls up beside me fingering beads
And chanting om, I can't believe it
I never really thought that sharks would need it
I thought they'd make their peace
Bite it, bleed it, kill it, eat it
But I was wrong, every living being deserves a song
And our passions must be rationed
'Til our rations sing along
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:16.06] I drive a yellow Volvo, '86 submarine
[00:18.01] Someone's behind me in an Escalade
[00:19.04] Trying to blind me with their high beams
[00:21.12] I make a left, I'm the road to nowhere
[00:23.17] Heading west, the sky is purple streaks
[00:24.11] The sun is setting in my chest
[00:26.25] I feel warm inside so I'm going for a ride
[00:28.28] Put your picture on my dashboard
[00:30.23] 'Til my fate and your collides
[00:35.39] Seaweed washed upon the shore
[00:43.35] Severed locks
[00:45.46] Of he who walks the ocean floor
[00:52.41] I drive a yellow Volvo, '86 submarine
[00:54.58] Rims like Tibetan prayer
[00:55.57] Wheels and my tank is filled with dreams
[00:57.59] Fuck the game
[00:58.41] I practice being in the passing lane
[00:59.40] And watch the price of gasoline
[01:01.42] Rise with the price of fame
[01:02.49] I'm immortal, I render unto Caesar to be cordial
[01:05.47] He sees a wooden casket
[01:06.52] Where I see a glowing portal
[01:07.53] Check your engine
[01:08.55] Looks like you're running on the blood of Indians
[01:10.50] Put some turquoise in that Rolls Royce
[01:12.51] Before you crash into a pendulum
[01:15.54] Seaweed washed upon the shore
[01:24.50] Severed locks
[01:26.64] Of he who walks the ocean floor
[01:33.62] I drive a yellow Volvo, '86 submarine
[01:35.77] I drove it under water, guided by my own high beams
[01:37.71] Nothing's left
[01:39.73] Witnessed the demolition of the west
[01:40.72] I feel like a little kid hiding in my mothers' dress
[01:43.73] I'm in space, the lone ambassador of every race
[01:46.81] The starfish that discover me
[01:47.84] Plant their flags into my face
[01:48.88] I'm a clone of every written and unwritten poem
[01:51.90] A shark pulls up beside me fingering beads
[01:53.98] And chanting om, I can't believe it
[01:55.98] I never really thought that sharks would need it
[01:58.05] I thought they'd make their peace
[01:59.04] Bite it, bleed it, kill it, eat it
[02:00.09] But I was wrong, every living being deserves a song
[02:02.04] And our passions must be rationed
[02:04.01] 'Til our rations sing along
[02:06.19]
[00:18.01] Someone's behind me in an Escalade
[00:19.04] Trying to blind me with their high beams
[00:21.12] I make a left, I'm the road to nowhere
[00:23.17] Heading west, the sky is purple streaks
[00:24.11] The sun is setting in my chest
[00:26.25] I feel warm inside so I'm going for a ride
[00:28.28] Put your picture on my dashboard
[00:30.23] 'Til my fate and your collides
[00:35.39] Seaweed washed upon the shore
[00:43.35] Severed locks
[00:45.46] Of he who walks the ocean floor
[00:52.41] I drive a yellow Volvo, '86 submarine
[00:54.58] Rims like Tibetan prayer
[00:55.57] Wheels and my tank is filled with dreams
[00:57.59] Fuck the game
[00:58.41] I practice being in the passing lane
[00:59.40] And watch the price of gasoline
[01:01.42] Rise with the price of fame
[01:02.49] I'm immortal, I render unto Caesar to be cordial
[01:05.47] He sees a wooden casket
[01:06.52] Where I see a glowing portal
[01:07.53] Check your engine
[01:08.55] Looks like you're running on the blood of Indians
[01:10.50] Put some turquoise in that Rolls Royce
[01:12.51] Before you crash into a pendulum
[01:15.54] Seaweed washed upon the shore
[01:24.50] Severed locks
[01:26.64] Of he who walks the ocean floor
[01:33.62] I drive a yellow Volvo, '86 submarine
[01:35.77] I drove it under water, guided by my own high beams
[01:37.71] Nothing's left
[01:39.73] Witnessed the demolition of the west
[01:40.72] I feel like a little kid hiding in my mothers' dress
[01:43.73] I'm in space, the lone ambassador of every race
[01:46.81] The starfish that discover me
[01:47.84] Plant their flags into my face
[01:48.88] I'm a clone of every written and unwritten poem
[01:51.90] A shark pulls up beside me fingering beads
[01:53.98] And chanting om, I can't believe it
[01:55.98] I never really thought that sharks would need it
[01:58.05] I thought they'd make their peace
[01:59.04] Bite it, bleed it, kill it, eat it
[02:00.09] But I was wrong, every living being deserves a song
[02:02.04] And our passions must be rationed
[02:04.01] 'Til our rations sing along
[02:06.19]