Moon Boil - The Octopus Project

Everyone, half as tall

All they want, all they wanted and I will try half as hard

Now that Herman sing, now that purple twink

Little one, turn your head, hear the drone lashing on the sand

Listen for passing troops, now of what they sing, tree bop, trick away

All light shine underneath

Hold their tongues, from their scraping sand

One by one grappling, wrapped onto the filet of (???)

Midnight sound, reaching out, smile and smile while its crypt to bring

With its lace next to hers, time and people will cross to take away

Now that they’re all around

Greeting lines to wrong innocence

Will they ask «Sink or swim»?

All with one of what shines, bells shine silver light

Everyone, turn your heads, hear the song, that you’ll represent

This is warm, shining smiles, now that what they sing, tree bop, trick away