Letra de Of montreal

The falling freon
it's turning me on
it drips on the street
the sun cries from the heat
i love feeling beat
i'll kiss the lipstick on your teeth
Friends getting old
we all dig for gold
for crumbs and pieces
a dead mouse in the sink
it's turning me on
it's turning me on
The not-so-happy
the bass drum heavy
the photo glossy
the people pretty
are turning me on
are turning me on
are turning me on
are turning me on