"Seagull" Lyrics

Day goes hovering, serpents wonder why
Credo of a manta ray surveyor got a plankton eye
I got tributaries and streams to follow
Wind up shotgun-shacked and meek
Try making men out of silos

I've got a collection
I'd like to show off to the afterparty
Big dumb coronation kind of gets the blood in it, don't it?

Seagulls hovering, manta rays wonder why
They'd cattle prod a statue if you gave 'em seven fifty a night
Now i got tributaries and strams to follow
Wind up shotgun-shacked and meek
Try making men out of silos

Silos, silos, silos

I want you, I want you
I want you, I want you

Leaving is such a mess, but I'm tired of just hanging 'round
Leaving this October, maybe I'll see you around

No vacation destination
No vacation destination
No vacation destination
No vacation destination

Day goes hovering, serpents wonder why
Credo of a manta ray surveyor got a plankton eye
I got tributaries and streams to follow
Wind up shotgun-shacked and meek
Try making men out of silos

I've got a collection
I'd like to show off to the afterparty
Big dumb coronation kind of gets the blood in it, don't it?