Black Pyramids
Broke apart the world and hung the stars around your neck
Trying to get to Reno with a twenty-dollar check, yeah...
And all the things you can't hide...
Your parents built a bar in their basement in the seventies
Thought you'd be a boy but still left the room pink
Yeah they left the room pink...
And I just wanna get high
On all the things you can't hide
On all the things you cannot hide
Made friends with your mechanics in the attics of doom
Put braids on the new girl and made her feel cool
Yeah they made her feel cool...
And I just wanna get high
On all the things you can't hide
On all the things you cannot hide
And I just wanna get high
On all the things you can't hide
On all the things you cannot hide
Dancin' in the summer with your laces on the deck
Do the hip-shake baby, with black pyramids on your dress
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...
And I just wanna get high
On all the things you can't hide
On all the things you cannot hide
On all the things you cannot hide
On all the things you cannot hide
Writer/s: Trevor Parker Menear
