Get Under It — текст песни (Robert Pollard)

Now that you`ve gone on
Hang up the phone-move on
Cuz time is a battle for you bath girl
The dress isn`t flattering you
When you don`t it like you do
You expect me to approve but I just won`t

And you say I won`t let you choose-but I do
But now in growing away-you lose
You dissect & it breaks through
A little bit crawls inside of you
Well I can`t wait no more
Arouse me to ultra-maroon
You wrinkled old moon

The devil inside
Is never surprised
It`s always on top of matters at hand
A broken old man
A ragged old bear
What`s really out there?
Get under it