Song parody of
Underneath The Highway
by Boden Jennings
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I package myself like white elephant
Scream in joy when nobody pays
And the cat purring Underneath the highway
And i scratched my head Underneath the highway
And my dandruff disguised Itself in the winter
Mistaking all the glamour for glow
And you avoided me like mystery re(a)d snow
What do you know anyways
I'm a bright pink; you feel everything i think
And the trunk that you pointed to was dead
Your aurora blue means everything to you
Crashing waves underneath oak bark
And the rough stuff ahead
The agonizing feeling that your head's turning green
And your stomach's flush with my back
Our lives are the wretched singing
And we just couldn't keep the volume down
And good musicians don't come around
Our lives are the wretched singing
And we just couldn't keep a good thing down
And dead musicians don't come around
Our lives are the wretched singing
I felt highly responsible
For when we accidentally buried the sun
One more mortician's guilt
Well it doesn't have to be bleak in the dark
Concrete divides the railway
And we chucked rocks until Something stuck
And our legs dangled off of the wall
Hoping someday
We might fall
I want to go
I package myself like white elephant
Scream in joy when nobody pays
And the cat purring Underneath the highway
And i scratched my head Underneath the highway
And my dandruff disguised Itself in the winter
Mistaking all the glamour for glow
And you avoided me like mystery re(a)d snow
What do you know anyways
I'm a bright pink; you feel everything i think
And the trunk that you pointed to was dead
Your aurora blue means everything to you
Crashing waves underneath oak bark
And the rough stuff ahead
The agonizing feeling that your head's turning green
And your stomach's flush with my back
Our lives are the wretched singing
And we just couldn't keep the volume down
And good musicians don't come around
Our lives are the wretched singing
And we just couldn't keep a good thing down
And dead musicians don't come around
Our lives are the wretched singing
I felt highly responsible
For when we accidentally buried the sun
One more mortician's guilt
Well it doesn't have to be bleak in the dark
Concrete divides the railway
And we chucked rocks until Something stuck
And our legs dangled off of the wall
Hoping someday
We might fall
I want to go
