Nate Philips - In Languid Lighthouse Land Lyrics

Bought a ticket for this conversation
Lava lamp gets a lot of circumambulation
Mort says, "This here's a lazy, old nation."
When I just recently found, a good radio station
The pills will make you tired
Make your night time your day
But please don't act like you didn't
Want it this way

I get a bite until I throw up
Unpacking mysteries that show up
Retina display is gonna blow up
And mama travels with a full cup
The cold is digging neath my toenails
But christmas time you get the best sales, uh aw

Retarded horse with ugly front teeth
Can't really race without a thick fleece
In the audience my bored niece
My crazy dog is chasing fat geese
Ain't no jockey this is free range
Dumb horsey thinks he's a formula one
Race car, super star heart throb

And it's a lot of bad weather
It's a way to say "no, not, never."
And ya can't make no decisions
And ya can't take no provisions
In the woods
Oh, the woods
Of languid lighthouse land

I beat the system with my goose neck
Closet shopping skillfully detect
Don't think I'm ready for the best yet
It's time for dinner says the old war vet
Try and save your mind so you don't destruct
Try and save your heart so you can construct
The only tape I use is called duct
A feather's weary if it's been plucked
I'm walkin' round on two or more crooked feet
Look both ways please when you cross the street

Advice lives in the crevices
Comes out when you are takin' a piss
Daylight -- an all out rumor
Like cancer bumped into the tumor
I ain't no underdog
I'm in a heavy fog
Not yet a fan of Amy Schumer

And it's a lot of bad weather
It's a way to say "no, not, never."
You're no brilliant heart surgeon
You don't make any incisions
In the woods
Oh, the woods
Of languid lighthouse land