Lyrics: Home Is Where/Josiah Gardella/Trace George/Brandon MacDonald/Connor O'Brien
Music: Home Is Where/Josiah Gardella/Trace George/Brandon MacDonald/Connor O'Brien
Hey, Samantha
Let’s swallow all the lightbulbs
In the living room & spit shine our shoes
So when our necks break
And our heads snap loose
We can see the clouds
In the tips of our boots
Hey, Samantha
Preservative sun showers trickle down
We stick our tongues out & tip the cows
Alter boys curb stomp the mall Santa Claus
Wearing high heels, ‘cause the tv’s unplugged
Oh, what a strange salvation!
Bong water transubstantiation
Hey, Samantha
Let’s trespass vacant properties
We claim are our bodies
There are birds on telephone lines
Where your heart’s supposed to be
All in even rows
But no electricity flows
Hey, Samantha
I know we’re not holding our breath!
I can’t breathe / you can’t breathe
We’d see seaweed if we’d open our eyes