Lyrics Methyl Ethel – Dye Wym

It takes a while, but you thrive in the pile
The torn corners seem to fit around the pages in the file
In the vile, with the bile, end up with the violence
Is where it went, but you knew, I know you guessed it

You see, I’m dying just to get the disease
One piece of paper from the finest of trees
I’ll take the picture, you say cheese

The collar only lacerates the beagle
If his owner won’t give him a lead

Oh, good grief

You better listen
Harder than that
Ooh, connect with this, not that

We’re only doing this together for another minute
You better turn it off
Turn it off, keep it off

You better listen
Harder than that

Pick it up
P-p-pick up your feet
Until you eat all your meat

Pick it up
P-p-pick up your feet
Until you eat all your meat

You better listen
Harder than that
Ooh, connect with this, not that

We’re only doing this together for another minute
You better turn it off
Turn it off, keep it off

You better listen
Harder than that

And by the way
I broke our promise
Our promise

You better listen
Harder than that
Ooh, connect with this, not that

We’re only doing this together for another minute
You better turn it off
Turn it off, keep it off

You better listen
Harder than that

You better listen
Harder than that
Ooh, connect with this, not that

We’re only doing this together for another minute
You better turn it off
Turn it off, keep it off

You better listen
Harder than that