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Andy Boay - Evo Psych Lyrics

Foggy was his sight when he took his glasses off his face at sleeping time
Though, you see, these fireflies were lookin at me
One sat still, his fickle faint ideas of light were

Though, you know, i'd play anything she wants to hear
So he cropped up, with his bark-and-lichen-load in tow
Because one swells up with the knowledge that their knowledge owes
Something to the people before them

The huguenots and librarians i call my friеnds
Have found an off-shore rig that heats itsеlf
Purple mountains most masjesty
Can't compete with voids and no gravity
To huguenot and librarians i call my friends:
I'll break a window in the morning

Hans has a pair of bitchin' glaciers
She's been so bashful
And her family's like "hon, don't lose your grip"
Where's the gown my hula-ma-neah?

Onward to the stream where my mother's father's dreams flow intensely
Varanasi, see the sea from a nighttime desert tree
Fur elise, grey stockings in a chilly building
All he might say is his life was "de rien", oh
And De rien for field day, these fireflies
Varanasi see the sea from a nighttime desert tree
She's been so bashful, and her family's like "hon, don't lose your grip"
Onward to the stream whence kind indians did care for my namesake
Two teachers met in the midst of human history's net
And one swells up with the knowledge that their knowledge owes
Something to the people before them