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Motherclucking Eeyore's Birthday

dreampop, punk rock, future funk, 112 BPM, syncopated drums, slap bass riffs, chorus guitar shimmer, analog synth stabs, tape saturation, plate reverb, sidechain pumping, four-on-the-floor kick, call-and-response hooks, lush nocturne, glittered swagger, midnight heartbreak

Nicole13·3:26

Lyrics


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Drape that silk
Sip that cream
Pour the gold
Fill that cup
Drape that silk
Sip that cream
forget you were ever
out there in the street
stoke the hearth
fill the glass
light the room
dim the past
Imma get lost in a cashmere blanket
liiiiife
that's riiiiight
cause it's that marble floor champagne tower crystal chandelier biiiiirthdayyyyy
and we gunna siiiiiiink awaaaayyy
Drape that silk (drape)
Sip that cream (sip)
Pour the gold
Fill that cup (full)
Drape that silk (drape)
Sip that cream (sip)
forget you were ever (huh)
out there in the street (yuh)
stoke the hearth (embers)
fill the glass (bubbles)
light the room (glow)
dim the past (gone)
Imma sink into Persian rugs and
vanish into Egyptian linen
deep in the pillows I can't feel my feet

[introduce drumkit that goes to a crescendo]
I'm so gone
you so gone
we so deep
can't get up
why get up?
why so deep?
why's that maid look like that maid?
is that the same maid?
what did I sip?
why am I so gone?
=I should prolly move!
am I even awake?
did they clear the plates?
every piece of furniture is spinning
my man Geoffrey is whispering
"this one's out cold y'all, look"
wonder who he's talking bout.
wonder who he's pointing at
oh my word,
IT'S ME! He called me out,
Imma sink now, in the down now,
what the devil is wrong with this Geoffrey spreading my name,
what a miserable little snitch
Straighten the cuffs,
lift the chin up for real,
he can't tell,
neither can you,
why they all staring,
why's everyone caring,
why do I always sink way too DEEEEEEP
ahhhhhhh,
quite,

"I say... old chap... are you quite alright? You've been dozing for three hours, you missed the string quartet and the entire caviar service! You must be utterly spent."
"erhgm, what? I'm fine, oh my word, phew, dreaming."
"Indeed sir, you absolutely must try this Earl Grey."
"Let's lounge!"

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