Butterbean — текст песни (Squirtgun)

Yelling poems, and some record roars
But I keep hearing your voice
Hearing you blare through the noise
I don`t know if I told you
But I don`t like having a war
I don`t know if I told you
But I don`t want Mars anymore

It`s just neves and street scenes
Garbled talk and beat queens
Spill my heart, by butterbean`s

Disappointed I will ever be
So I called sheep all over
Sheep all over sheering me
I don`t know if you`ll take it
But I don`t feel cold anymore
I don`t know if you`ll save it
But I don`t break apart anymore

I`m just nerves and styrene
Polyglum if I seem
Too wound down. O Butterbean.