Bloodbook On The Halfshell Lyrics - Singles - Danielson

Rowing, ringing, cares a flinging 

As we ride this boat of hide 

All eagle-eyed and dignified 

Down the river, across the great divide 

Words beside at the highest of tides 

With my bonafide bride, she's my touring guide 

And yes, we both do reside 

On this riverside where we hide 

Vacation's a lot of work 

But here we are with ringing bells 

And floating on this cockleshell 

My pal grins, hugs the wind and sighs 

We realize with our blank minds aside 

Only to see the mystery of many books floating free 

And those books are free indeed 

There's one caught in the weed, let's get it 

Go get that lovely book 

Let's grab those lovely books 

Gather up all these books 

We're gettin' looks, looks 

We're gettin' the looks 

These lovely bloody books 

Arms full of lovely books 

Freely collecting books 

We're getting funny looks 

While we are stacking, organizing, filing 

Piling way up high and rising 

Dewey dusty, decimalizing 

Sorting, tracking, systemizing 

Can't believe we found this vintage 

We now have such great advantage 

Great they'll look in our library 

Let's get goin, let us hurry now, now, now, now 

Hey, hey, hey, what do they say 

Collections sit and beg to play 

Wanting to give, and speak with us 

But neatly packed and nicely put away 

What to do for I've heard they are good 

But we've also been told they can't be understood 

By simpletons like me, and should never be 

So why try 

Crack in to all those books 

The lovely bloody books 

We open up these books 

We takin looks, looks 

We're takin a look 

Time to hit the books 

The lovely bloody books 

Arms full of lovely books 

Open up all these books 

It's got the words of one who made the river 

Blood that's flowing through the soil 

I got books, I just don't read them 

Cleaning scraps up from the table 

Flippin through with fingers pointing 

At the letter and the numbers 

Straining eyes and feeling better 

Wonderin how to be members, how now, how now 

And I'm turning the page while on center-stage 

It is starting to sink and I'm to the brink 

With my plans in pencil, while the vision's in ink 

What to think 

My left brain tells me I'm a fool 

My right brain tells me it's true, true 

I only am knowing one thing 

I like hearing good news, it's true, it's true, it's true 

And it's false gonna cost myself for these books 

Taking one second look 

Gonna call my counselor now he's gonna clear 

Clear confusion then explain everything 

These books steer our ship with good news 

For now I got nothing to lose 

My brother remembers a thousand 

I can't quote you one line 

But, oh now I shall know all of your ways 

With warm cockles in to my heart 

And dancing to hits and skipping around 

Around on unsinkable ships