Tuesday Moon Songtext / Lyric

Speaker 1: I was off in a forest somewhere, I don't know where, but, somewhere and I was sitting on top of this huge tree and I don't know how I got there like that tree way over there that's just this little tiny twaint, and I was just sitting on it and I was afraid to move and I moved and the tree just bent with me and that was weird.



Speaker 2: That's cool.



Your love is like a building

Pushing up towards the sky

I just wanna climb your tower

To your dress like apple pie



Oh I love you on a Tuesday

Oh I love you on a Tuesday moon

Let's dribble hand on my perfume



I am changing colors daily

Jumping to my postbox

While everything's exploding baby

In your dress I'll sleep a while






Oh its flying toward some Tuesday

Oh its flying toward some Tuesday moon

Into the air like a balloon

She's taking scissors to her wing

It's shrinking diesel through my room

With no arms and legs, can you dig?

Can you dig it?



Your love is like a drunken stuper

Falling into push paper holes

Into my insides I scoop her

Burning up her real time flows



Oh I love you on a Tuesday

Oh I love you on a Tuesday moon

Let's dribble hand on my perfume

Let's dribble hand on my perfume

Let's dribble hand on my perfume