Animal Collective

Animal Collective - Banshee Beat lyrics

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Oh there'll be time to get by

Or get dry after the swimming pool

Oh there'll be time to just cry

I wonder why it didn't work out

Oh there'll be time to fish fry

For letters by yours truly

Yours truly



Someone in my dictionary's up to no good

I never find the very special words I should

And so I have another party with a water glass

And I sit on all your actions – it's a birthing game

And I bet he needs a shower – 'cause he's just like me

But the soldiers in the painting know your secret face

Well your parrot told me just how I can make you smile

Gonna let you do your thinking if you need a while

But what I gave you made him get mad

A little bit funny how a thing like that

Could travel from one mouth in through another

The next thing you know you gotta hear it from your brother, and

The words they sting like a stump of old wasp

Do you remember when I said "go throw the rock in there"?

And we ran through the woods to our good house

But you forgot about the things that he could say like:

"I don't think that I like you anymore"

Well I found new feelings at the feeling store

And I can't find you at our kissing place

When I'm scared of those new pair of eyes you have, so



I duck out and go down to find the swimming pool

Hop a fence leave the street and wet your feet to find the swimming pool

'Cause when I'm snuffed out I doubt I'll find the swimming pool

Hop a fence leave the street and wet your feet to find the swimming pool



But I don't wish that I was dead – 

A very old friend of mine once said

That either way you look at it

You have your fits I have my fits but feeling's good

And confusion's not a kidney stone in my brain

But if we're miscommunicating do we feel the same?

'Cause either way you look at it

You have your fits I have my fits and feeling's good



So I duck out and go down to find the swimming pool

Hop a fence leave the street and wet your feet to find the swimming pool

'Cause when I'm snuffed out I doubt I'll find the swimming pool

Hop a fence leave the street and wet your feet to find the swimming pool

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