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Funny Guy

by Little Falcon

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1.
Oh, the humidity, it kills me But the sun is coming down And when it does you'll call my name And when I catch the smell of your clothes I cave But I promised I'd behave I promised I'd behave Let's jump in the pool with no clothes on Wear the water while we walk the whirlpool Playing hide-and-seek with those things You call feelings But everybody knows where they're hiding Just under the surface Get in the water I won't hold a grudge If you promise not to touch me While I've got your fingers edging Closer to my skin I would hold a grudge If you promise not to touch me Oh, I've got my fingers edging Closer, closer to your skin Let's jump in the pool with no clothes on Wear the water while we walk the whirlpool Playing hide-and-seek with those things You call feelings But everybody knows where they're hiding Just under the surface Get in the water It's hot outside It's hot in here It's hot outside It's hot in here Let's jump in the pool with no clothes on Wear the water while we walk the whirlpool Playing hide-and-seek with those things You call feelings But everybody knows where they're hiding Just under the surface Just under the surface Just under the surface Get in the water
2.
If you make it out like I'm the enemy When you're talking to your friends Don't leave out the lying you did To hang out with someone else again And don't forget the time You tried to run me over Of course that's a metaphor But what good are friends for Everyday's another competition How many times do you think that I Would have to say, "I'm over it," Before I'm over it How many times do you think that I Would have to say, "I'm over it," Before I'm over it It's Not That Serious It's Not That Serious If you make it out like I'm the enemy When you're talking with your friends Don't leave the night that you pulled me Into the dark again And I suppose I'm guilty I suppose I'm wrong I suppose it's over now My need for you is gone How many times do you think that I Would have to say, "I'm over it," Before I'm over it How many times do you think that I Would have to say, "I'm over it," Before I'm over it It's Not That Serious It's Not That Serious It's Not That Serious
3.
Manhattan 03:24
We went to Manhattan Got lost on the trains While nobody there knew my name I tasted the travels A feeling divine I'm feeling the time I'm feeling the time While I'm tryna go to bed She said, "I can't believe he's dead, I can't believe he's dead!" Screaming like the color red, She said, "I can't believe he's dead, I can't believe he's dead!" He bought the drugs She bought the drugs He bought the drugs And he died! So long Youth is a beautiful power Let them live the fantasy until They all become the monsters Youth is a delicate flower But it cripples when the night creeps in And nothing stops the end from beginning While I'm tryna go to bed She said, "I can't believe he's dead, I can't believe he's dead!" Screaming like the color red, She said, "I can't believe he's dead, I can't believe he's dead!" He bought the drugs She bought the drugs He bought the drugs And he died! So long And I've never seen a force Quite as strong as gravity Gravitate to mistakes Fixate on a place You shouldn't be What goes up must go down With go down, down, down, down Down What goes up must go down Hit the ground in a dark cloud Now We went to Manhattan Got lost on a train While nobody there knew my name I tasted the travel A feeling divine I'm feeling the time I'm feeling the time
4.
I Could Die 03:45
If I'm a villain Would you be willin' To trust me I'm not a scorpion You're not a frog I promise That we get along I wanna rip you apart I wanna eat you I wanna eat you alive Love you so tender By the fire we sit But as time seems to pass My mind seems to slip I wanna rip you apart I wanna eat you I wanna eat you alive And I, I taste your blood And I, I taste your soul And I want more Oh, my dear, oh, my stars In a galaxy far Do I recall what it felt to be Alive with a heart, With a beat, with a purpose With circuits and my memories Who am I, who was I, I could die For something to eat Oh, my dear, oh, my stars In a galaxy far Do I recall what it felt to be Alive with a heart, With a beat, with a purpose With circuits and my memories Who am I, who was I, I could die For something to eat Oh, my dear, oh, my stars In a galaxy far Do I recall what it felt to be Alive with a heart, With a beat, with a purpose With circuits and my memories Who am I, who was I, I Could Die
5.
Funny Guy 04:49
I can't explain Why I hate my name so much My mother thought it sounded Like a president's And I'm not really sure what else Would make sense But I just wanted something That sounded like a star Fire in my brain When I see people that I used to know As if they're saying, "Why aren't you famous yet? You must be doing something wrong You're such a fool You shouldv'e stayed in school But you think you're a star But you think you're a star" I know that I'm a fucking star I say that to myself at night In the mirror after "hello, gorgeous" and before, "People do it all the time." People do it all the time. People do it all the time. And then I fall Into the water Every light is going out Every ripple is a doubt But I'll be fine I do this all the time I promise I'll be fine I do this all the time And I know that I'm a fucking star I say that to myself at night In the mirror after "hello, gorgeous" and before, "People do it all the time." People do it all the time. I promise I'll be fine I'm holding onto my own I feel it in my bones There'll be no rain today Don't fuck with my parade [x3]

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released July 21, 2015

Recording engineer: Alex Robinson
Mixing engineer: Alex Robinson
Mastering engineer: Rob Schlette
Lyrics: Little Falcon
Ukulele: Little Falcon
Drums: Tom Pike
Bass: Shannon Lea, Alex Robinson
Bells: Little Falcon
Guitar: Adam Henrichs. Alex Robinson

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A queer Midwest indie-pop artist writing about stuff and things and mischief.

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