Songtexte Alumni Lawn (Slow Version) - Lambchop

So your college chick fire puppy fine dope smokin'
Bill Monroe on the alumni lawn
Bare-breasted fun-festival, justice and clarity
Open the door for you like a silly clown
Are you talking to me?

More people that live in the past
Be it the first date or the last gasp
More fuckin' facts than you're able to grasp
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Over and over 'til the words drip off his tongue
Like Rose water into a warm bathtub
A ponytail dances on the pathway nearby
As the sun burns her thighs and your forehead

Breathe deep now, this won't hurt a bit
Pardon me while I throw a fit
First your heart and then your ribs
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Want to lose this loss again
One stroke of the master's pen
Again and again, and again, and again, and again
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey