Of Montreal Album

Your hair is so dark,
it's curls are dancing flames of black fire
Allah created you just for us to admire

I doubt that you're the only one like you that I'll find
But for sure you're one of a very few of a kind,
Yes you are

Your eyes are so clear,
the seem to speak to me from a gleeful world
And they look link singing moons made of black pearl.

I'm not saying that you're the only one like you that I'll find
But for sure you're one of a very few of a kind,
Yes you are

You're as stunning as a tidal wave of wisteria
Just a smile from you has sent gents into hysteria

I doubt that you're the only one like you that I'll find
But for sure you're one of a very few of a kind

One of a very few of a kind

I am a happy yellow bumble bee,
I fly around the flowers and trees
and all morning long,
I flutter about in the swirling breeze and the sun is yellow like me

I am a happy yellow bumble bee,
everything's so much bigger than me
but I'm not afraid,
for if something gets too close,
I give them a sting that makes them howl and scamper away..

No I'm not afaid,
though sometimes I get lonely because my parents are dead
and I can't find my brothers or sisters..

At night the sky looks so black and I can't find the sun.
It doesn't matter how hard i try,
but when i feel like I'm covered in darkness,
and that light won't touch me anymore...
I hear the cardinals singing
and I know who they're singing for when I see the sun......

That makes me a happy yellow bumblebee,
all my friends are beetles and centipedes and all
summer long we laugh and we play,
but we don't talk to spiders because they're mean
and they try to trick us, because they want to eat us..
but they'll never beat us....

Miniature woodwinds whistle underwater
while electric eels make the ocean warm in summer
Olives that were left on the sand become bathing beach bunnies
being wooed by seashells singing elegant choruses

Little viola hidden in the orchestra,
how I love to pretend the sounds you make
are flowers that slowly encircle the band.
That curl around each note that's played.
The audience charmed
by the floating garden of music giddily pick musical floral bouquets.

and now its time for the play...

The actor in the center of the stage looks sadly at a teacup,
reads a poem off the teacup
and covers his face with a page of a poem on the teacup and sings,
"What a terrible lie you told me.
That you're heart was mine to buy.
All those feelings you implied,
it all was just terrible lies...oh what a terrible lie.."

Do you remember in the first verse
when I told you about the seashells singing?
Well if you wanna hear what it sounds like,
you just have to listen in....

I will be a good boy and never tell you the bad things that I think about,
the nasty little things I'll keep them to myself...
I will be a good boy and never tell you the bad things that I think about,
the dirty little things I'll keep them to myself....
I will be a good boy and never tell you the bad things that I think about,
the sinister things I'll keep them to myself....

Before the laughter and the cheer disolves into his memory,
taste of vodka on his lips,
and thoughts of murder and doom,
her eyes appeared to bloom,
he wanted to touch them
but was afraid she taken aback then what would he say?

They walked to the garden in the park
when it was empty after dark
then spread out a blanket and laid down and a voice said,
"No one else could hear."
He whispered in here ear,
"Although I can't sing it now, be still..some day baby I will..
sing you a love you song."

She rolled over and a kiss laid softly on his chin and said,
"You know maybe there's a chance that your feelings you've mistook
or have presently overlooked... You say you don't love me,
but yet perhaps you just forget that you do."

He said that,
"I love you please believe the only matter of concern
is that your love will oneday fade.
If that should happen I would die,
and that's the reason why I know I can't sing it now
but be still cos some day baby I will sing you a love you song...."

She said,
"How could you question when the root of my affection
is so plain and obvious?
It grew from the overwhelming pleasure of just being near you
and now bring in doubts and they are smothering our love!"

Honeymoon in San Francisco, what a grand idea.
We'll rent a room in a four-star hotel
We'll spend the whole time drunk on champagne and lime
We'll never feel the need to get out of bed,
though on occasion we'll charter a boat sail off to a distant island
Once there we'll take off our shoes and relax beneathe the sun
We won't care if we lose our minds
We won't care if we live or die
We'll spend the whole time drunk on champagne and lime
We won't care if we lose our minds

You are my cutie pie, my cutie pie, yes you are
You are my cutie pie, my cutie pie, yes you are

You'll be my cutie pie until the day I die
I hope that's a long time, cause I dont wanna die

You are my cutie pie, my cutie pie, yes you are
You are my cutie pie, my cutie pie, yes you are

You'll be my cutie pie until the day I die
I hope that's a long time, cause I dont wanna die
and live without my cutie pie

I'd go down on you if that would make you happy
my panda bear
my panda bear

please stop bombing my lullabies to pieces
my panda bear
my panda bear

you dont understand what the morning does to me
in the poison daylight I can hear
shadows crawling over everything

I'll go down on you if that would make you happy
my panda bear
my panda bear

you dont understand what the morning does to me
in the poison daylight I can hear
shadows crawling over everything

I wanna know how you feel
I wanna know won't you please please tell me so
tell me so, tell me so
I'll know to bring us closer
cause thats all I want to do
to bring me closer to you
to you me closer to you
bring me closer to you

I want to know how you feel
How am I to know if you don't tell me so
tell me so, tell me so
cause I sometimes get the impression
that for me you no longer care
please let me know if our romance is over
if you no longer love me, i should know

In the shower and on the bus
At the cafe in the office
I just can't get my mind off of it
You never say a word, so I have to say them for you
Please tell me if I'm just insecure

I need to know how you feel
How am I to know if you don't tell me so
tell me so, tell me so?

I've lost, and don't remember what I saw in you
Your charms have become less charming
Your sweetness decreases everyday
My dear darling, I've forgotten what I saw in you.

Now I'm lost, I don't know a gentle way to say
that our life together is over and its best that you find someone new
because my darling, I've forgotten what I saw in you.

I seem to recall some vague memory of feeling happy,
when we were young and in love.
But that was a long time ago.
Now I'm lost, Never in a million years what I have dreamt that about you
I'd become indifferent.
But sweetheart, incredibly it's true....
that your cutie pie has forgotten what he saw in you.

Please don't think that I'm being impulsive or careless
and that I'm not misserable too, but I just can't continue this lie
I'm lost.
I wish this had a happy ending
I wish there was something I could do
But, my darling, I've forgotten what I saw in you.
I've forgotten what I saw in you.

I love you completly.
Please I don't want you to go,
though are not content here with me, and you feel you must go.
How could I lose you so fast?
How come our love did not last?
How come I waited my whole lonely life for you,
just for you to leave me lonely too?

I love you completly
My dear, I wanted you to know,
throughout this big world nobody else has loved somone so.
I tried to live a life of beauty
I tried to love you truly
I tried to hold in my arms, but you slipped right through me.
I never knew venus to be so moody.

I love you

I tried to live a life of beauty
I tried to love you truly
I tried to hold in my arms, but you slipped right through me.
I never knew venus to be so moody.

I love you completely.
Please I don't want you to go, though are not content here with me,
and you feel you must go, that you must go.. Oh please, don't go!

Look who's talking to their shadow like one who hasn't got a friend
Like somebody with a broken heart that is never gonna mend

Look who's walking through the night in the rain
like one who's under a spell
Like somebody with alot on their mind, but no one to tell

Everyone you see seems so happy and carefree
They've found someone to love, but you are alone

Look who's flipping through the photographs of those happier days
Only losing something beautiful could make a person feel this way

Everyone you see seems so happy and carefree
They've found someone to love, but you are alone

Look who's talking to their shadow like one who hasn't got a friend
Like somebody with a broken heart that is never gonna mend...

Someone's in love with someone who doesn't love them back
their body's like a hollow room
They carry around an empty feeling wherever they go, wherever they go

When one is crying over someone who doesn't even care,
their body's like an empty tomb
They carry around a desperate feeling where ever they go,
wherever they go
their in a hollow room..

A hollow room.
All the devils in the world couldn't think up a more painful thing to be in love
with someone who doesn't love you back.

It's easy to sleep when you're dead
but you're unable to touch your loved ones,
give them kisses or see them smile at you
It's easy to sleep when you're dead
but you give up your whole life's work
and you can't revers the bad things that you did

While alive you still have hope that when you die you are dead
and you know for sure if it's better, if it's better, if it's better
I hope it's better

It's easy to sleep when you're dead
Though you can't feel the warmth of summer,
smell the flowers of spring, or drink cider in the fall
It's easy to sleep when you're dead
though it's too late to say the words you wanted them to hear
when you didn't have the nerve.

You get to spend eternity thinking about your life.
Think of all the time that is. Eternity is forever, is forever, is forever.
What will I do forever?
At this time there is nothing you can change.
You can only sit and watch and hope they understand
It's easy to sleep when you're dead.
Cause there isn't anything else to do but sleep.
I feel sorry for the dead.

Riding to the station on the bus
Cause I want to pick out some books
But Jen She's a librarian
and she hunts my butt to this day
Usually the bills make me stay
the night at banks so...

Sorry but you're just not my type
You know I'll walk you home anyway
Did you know I had a funny dream
and in it I was in the army

Riding to the station on the bus
Cause I want to pick out some books
But Jen She's a librarian
So it's time to get down spin on the ground
And say I want to turn the daytime into dusk
Or if you're very tired we can simply retire
and say I want to turn the nighttime into day

Sorry but you're just not my type
You know I'll walk you home anyway
Did you know I had a funny dream
and in it I was in the army.

Nothing can save me
from the pain of you not loving me
It doesn't help me to complain
I just have to feel it until it goes away
It's so useless and it hurts just like it did before
I'm afraid that I'll close up inside
And no longer feel anything anymore
It's such a strange need to be deprived of
To just want to love and Feel happy