Suicide Saturday
HIPPO CAMPUS · Bashful Creatures 2015 · Track 04 of 06
Music: Jake Luppen, Nathan Stocker, Whistler Allen, Zach Sutton · Lyrics: Jake Luppen
I heard it told by her mother old She could try, she could try it With the power of tin and a bottle of gin She was wise, she was wise to it Cocked father's gun, like the oldest son She could try, she could try it Blessed by the bed where she laid her head and calmed to a dull roar
It was a suicide Saturday In a summertime kind of way
It was a suicide Saturday In a summertime kind of way
She felled the streets till she heard the screams She could drive, she could drive it That was where she'd buy her time, yup Her friends were crazed in the solemn rains She could try, she could try it I met her once, she was tight, she was tight She was tight, she was tight, she was tight as hell
It was a suicide Saturday In a summertime kind of way
It was a suicide Saturday In a summertime kind of way
Oh don't you wait now Oh don't you wait now Oh don't you wait now for me
Oh don't you wait now Oh don't you wait now Oh don't you wait now for me, for me, for me, yeah
Oh don't you wait now Oh don't you wait now Oh don't you wait now for me, for me, for me, yeah
Oh don't you wait now Oh don't you wait now Oh don't you wait now for me, for me, for me, yeah
Oh don't you wait now Oh don't you wait now Oh don't you wait now for me
Suicide Saturday Suicide Saturday