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Dave Matthews Band

Squirm

 

Squirm

(album: Big Whiskey And The GrooGrux King - 2009)


Please find your place when the room grows scarce,
Once we're all inside the service can begin.
For a moment if you please forget what you believe.
And naked you will see that we are all the same.

The power of your kiss, your words, your lips,
Your flesh, your bones, exactly what you need.
Your flesh, your bones, exactly what you need.

(Drum beats louder)
(Drum beats louder)

Why should I feel intrusion?
Why be afraid of what we do not understand?
To eliminate exclusion.
Cut out the differences, you feel like you belong.
Drum beats louder,
Drum beats louder,
Drum beats louder,
Drum beats louder.

Open up your head,
Open up you primitive.
Open up your mouth, and…

Open up your head,
You're sweet primitive,
Open up your mouth, it's coming out.

Out there, no food or drink,
How many days do you think you'd last on your diamonds and your pearls?
I'm not a king, no, not a hero, not a fool,
I'm not perfect, I'm flesh and bones,
And I'm exactly what you need.

Drum beats louder.
Drum beats louder.

Open up your head,
Open up you primitive,
Open up your mouth, and…

Open up your head.
You're sweet primitive,
Open up your mouth, it's coming out.

Open up your head,
Scream, sweet primitive.
Tell me what you said.

But how your kiss, your words, your lips,
Not a gun to your head,
You're gonna die before you're dead.

Not sad, when you're gone,
But when your light's still out,
Your dreams won't let you fly,
Don't be dead before you die.
Hunger, 'til fed, give love instead.
When it gets inside, watch the dead man squirm.

Above all things, if kindness is your king,
Then heaven will be yours before you meet your end

Open up your head
Open up you primitive
Open up your mouth, and…

Open up your head,
Open up sweet primitive,
Open up your mouth, it's coming out.

Open up your head
Open up you primitive
Open up your mouth, and…

Open up your head,
Open up sweet primitive,
Open up your mouth, it's coming out.

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