Apollo Sunshine - Mayday Disorder Lyrics
Feels like mayday disorder.Emotional rats were rotting vegetables(Swept back?) in my crispy crab's (claws?)Feels like ***** vendetta(????????? think you're better?)Here comes up a hyped up driverIn her color champagne redI think I'll miss the party lights,Haircuts, and corduroy designsIn a house that smacks the ????????We heard it smack the frontIn useless conversation, That is what we smack andCome over to the kids and cornersThe amateur QBThey have a subtle secretThat girls could someday keep.I can see the party's winding downThough it's barely off the groundNow the guests are climbing on the hostBoasting one more suicide to toastRunning low on cigarettes?It shows.[solo]None of this is (really scripted?)None of this is unintendedNone of this is consequentialOh it's so unoriginal[X4]I can see the party's winding downAlthough it's barely off the ground.(Dog piles?) tight clothes White eyes, white noses.I think I miss those party lights.[instrumental/solo][X2]I can see the party's winding downThough it's barely off the ground.It's winding down, I can see the party's winding down.
