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Midnight Jingle

 

Midnight Jingle

(álbum: Ed Buys Houses - 2016)


"Well would you look who it is?"
"Heyyy!"
"Hey! What's up!"
"I'm good! How are you? What's up?"
"Yeah, I haven't seen you in so long. It seems like such a long time."
"Totally. Uh, whatch what're you up to right now?"
"Yeah, well I was actually just on my way to work."
"Mhm! Where do you work?"
"Yeah! Um, it's a factory. We make, like, plastic dinosaurs."
"That's so cool!"
"... Yeah! We make 'em by hand."
"That's awesome."
"... Definitely. Yeah, I'll take you on a tour sometime."
"That'd be so awesome!"
"It's kind of just a big empty room. You have to avoid them."
"Oh."
"Um, they're all spread out all over the floor and you have to step over them so you don't, like, get stabbed by, like, a triceratops or anything."
"That's understandable."
"It's a really great place, though. Great parties, good social life.... See ya."
"Good to see ya."

They've written songs at two AM
They've told us how they've written them
And the stories are endearing
And even cuter when they start to sing

In every month there comes a day
Oh, I wish that I could go away
To a universe where I'm just as creative too,
Where every night my thoughts are new

Before I fall asleep at three,
The second hour brings jealousy
There's the geniuses and then there's me
Scrolling through clickbait endlessly

So I present to you a single
Last minute little jingle
And if you feel that it is forced, what's it to you?
At least it's something to do

Something to do-o-o-o-o, do-o-o-o-o-o
Do-o-o-o-o-o, it's something to do
(One, two, three, four!)

They're staying up all night to sing
So what if I don't do a thing
I think I'll expire at a tired rate in my bedspace
I'll let creation take a break

But as for now it's two AM
It's been a three year long attempt
And it's been slow and it's been so forced too
But it's something to do

(Woo! Alright [*whistling*])

hecho

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