Song parody of
Olly Oxenfree
by Mozey
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Call the guards and tell them that the job done
There's no sign of the enemy
All in all there's no use in holding back
Suppressing all the best in me
You could fall, but falling never felt so right, yeah
Calling card, a signal in the night
The rest is all in front of me
Olly Olly Olly oxenfree
It's alright
Come on, come on, come on it's good to be
On my side
Play the game, but the rules are always stacked
And they never made much sense to you
Name disclaim, just call it what it is
There's no mention of the point of view
Wall to wall, bouncing back and forth 3, 2, 1
Counting grains, slipping in the hourglass
Falling like a parachute
Olly Olly Olly oxenfree
It's alright
Come on, come on, come on it's good to be
On my side
You're in the middle of it
No stranger to cliches
And so you learn to love it
So you make lemonade
So bittersweet
So stupid supersonic
And fingers crossed I'm right
Here goes a soapbox sonnet
Bring in the satellite
Say it then repeat
Ready or not, oh here I come
You can't hide now but you can run
And the base ain't no trap
This ain't no game of playing cards
You're spilling in the reservoir
When your heart is on tap
Call the guards and tell them that the job done
There's no sign of the enemy
All in all there's no use in holding back
Suppressing all the best in me
You could fall, but falling never felt so right, yeah
Calling card, a signal in the night
The rest is all in front of me
Olly Olly Olly oxenfree
It's alright
Come on, come on, come on it's good to be
On my side
Play the game, but the rules are always stacked
And they never made much sense to you
Name disclaim, just call it what it is
There's no mention of the point of view
Wall to wall, bouncing back and forth 3, 2, 1
Counting grains, slipping in the hourglass
Falling like a parachute
Olly Olly Olly oxenfree
It's alright
Come on, come on, come on it's good to be
On my side
You're in the middle of it
No stranger to cliches
And so you learn to love it
So you make lemonade
So bittersweet
So stupid supersonic
And fingers crossed I'm right
Here goes a soapbox sonnet
Bring in the satellite
Say it then repeat
Ready or not, oh here I come
You can't hide now but you can run
And the base ain't no trap
This ain't no game of playing cards
You're spilling in the reservoir
When your heart is on tap
