Trampoline Lyrics - Guided By Voices

The one in the jar at the foot of the bed 

Gets weaker at heart but larger at head 

Says I am the fool, spat on and pushed aside 

He gave something back just right before he died 

The man with the hair on top of his ears 

Drove past me at eight with a cooler of beer 

Got high on the hunt in camouflage green 

A drop of precious oil in the orgone machine 

Way-o 

Way-o 

Way-o 

Way-o 

Related 

11 Delicious Misheard Lyrics About Food 

From MetroLyrics to You: Our Classic Christmas Playlist 

5 Totally Underrated Christmas Songs 

Photos