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Study The Moon Lyrics - Crimes - These United States

I ducked down the door of a poison oak party 

Detected the man many call Moriarty 

Concluded our crimes could entitle us to thirty 

Pulled out the beak of a beautiful birdie 

I laughed on the floor where they spread the confetti 

Looked back on everything, like it was all 

Like it was already 

 

All the love unsung must have some good enough tune 

If I were worried about worthwhile, I would go study the moon. 

 

I clacked down the cobwebbing city sky crescent 

Got cracked at and spat at and branded a peasant 

Revoked me the right to appeal to a season 

Oh, but the fall was a leavesing, and the buzz really beesing 

It all drowned me out, as parades and occasions 

Bull by quiet china, and I 

I can't get no 

I can't get no sensations. 

 

Gravity gets hold of me a little bit too soon 

But if I were worried about weightless, I would go study the moon. 

 

According to religion, there is someone I can call 

According now to science, this is all my fault 

According to the Big Blue Ox, I should just look up Paul 

Accordingly, the consequence is a concert hall 

Where everyone waves words, but no one thing resolves 

Until they come and serve us from their wrecking ball 

By then the chancellor goes and gets the infantry involved 

The over-reaching economy creeping to a crawl 

Accountants come to tie us to the town square totem poles 

 

I should really just go and study the moon. 

 

So I made for the Georgia Ave. Salvation Army 

Got back with the man who had slain Moriarty 

Explained very slowly what I knew we were in for 

He turned on me totally, said 

"So what's all this hot tin for?" 

"A distraction!" I exasperated, to blanket the stink of youth 

"I am out of here!" 

There are twelve gates out, twelve gates to the city 

"Holler soon!" 

 

So now I paddle mumbling oceans as a lost reflected loon 

But if I were worried about wide wings, I would go study the moon. 

I would go study the moon. 

Are you remember?

Amanama

Artist: Timati