Frank Black - Superabound Lyrics
You heard the sun todayThere she blows, there she blowsYou saw the wind ashiningYou dont know, you dont knowYou felt a tree that does fallYou dont know, thats okYou dont have much taste for bouquetIm bored with the valleys and bored with the peaksSo I bought a ticket to the freaksI saw a chicken with two headsSaw something else that was headlessThen p.t. said see the egresscause you move when the salesman speaksI superaboundBut I still got nothing to doA space is made by telephoneThey thought time would be overthrownAnd they compiled a wish listFrom mars duels to a dish kissedI tried to talk to the ishistBut he was debating with his cloneI superaboundBut I still got nothing to doWell, they thought it was a coupBut they still got nothing to doYou must see my domicileI had it built in decastyleThe other day at the potlachCome visiting was a sasquatchHe said although Im a mismatchCould I stay just for awhile?cause the likes of us are fewAnd we still got nothing to doI superaboundBut I still got nothing to do
