Lyrics EL VY – Are These My Jets?
Text:
Bluebirds blow their brains out on my shoulders
While I have long evenings with Steve and Roger
Before I fall asleep I always talk to
My father’s Lego skull
Last night I had an American feeling
Up at the top of my moving staircase
This is the place where I dream my dreams
This is the place where I dream my dreams
I was rocking back and forth
Feeding on the fear, of course
Wonder what I’m gonna do today
Are these my jets?
I like to mix ladies drinks with my fingers
Are these my jets?
Seems like everyday somebody from college
Comes by to tell my his life is in ruins
I like to tell him my stories from college
And how I was so lonely
I was rocking back and forth
Feeding on the fear, of course
Wonder what I’m gonna do today
Are these my jets?
I like to mix ladies drinks with my fingers
Are these my jets?
Oh no, so sad!
Oh no, so mad!
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Are these my jets?
I like to drink ladies drinks with my fingers
Are these my jets?
I like to drink ladies drinks with my gingers
Are these my jets?
Oh no, so sad!
Oh no, so mad!
Oh no, so sad!
Oh no, so mad!
These are my jets
Esta es la joya que les prometi
La verga de la morsa
Esta es la joya que les prometi
La verga de la morsa
Are these my jets?
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