Loch Lomond Kicking With Your Feet

And I, I wanna be your clue,

and I, I wanna be your friend,

and I, I spin, and I, I spin

Fight of your bullies and cut them down at their knees.

With other smile[?], and pressure, desire,

Oh please, oh please,

What it is the sound one makes when they wanna sound me?

Like holding up your arms real high kicking with your feet

Setting the fires and making them walk for you,

With other smile[?], and pressure, desire,

Oh please, oh please,

What it is the face one makes when you wanna look nice?

Like holding on your arms real wide sinking in your teeth

Loch Lomond Carl Sagan

Carl Sagan’s calm attitude

Things are going well, friends coming home

and me, I’ll be there soon

And it’s hot and these cloths are wearing thin

And I’m riding backwards on our tree

And I’m carving letters on this tree

He’s sleeping with bark ships on his tongue

And he’s dreaming that his mouth tastes like blood

And now you’re it, chasing chain link fences on our run

And no one, no one gives a fuck what we’ll become

Pay attention

Pay attention

Pay attention

Pay attention

And I’m riding backwards on this tree

And I’m viewing the cosmos from our street

And I’m Chasing letters up this tree

And I’m riding backwards down our street

And I’m riding backwards down our street

And I’m riding backwards down our street

Loch Lomond Northern, Knees, Trees And Lights

Take my hands and make them straight

Take my hair and make it curl

oh they took one leg and the other one too

They took them off to make their glue

They piled them high by the canvas tents

they piled them high and even higher yet

Oh let the mothers go their own way

Let the mothers go their own way

“Death to Tyrants” he yelled real loud

He learned it in Latin to make the northern crowed proud

Oh they chased the boy down, dislocated his knee,

Aided by the trees and a bright northern light

They displayed his knees in a butcher shop

There’s Joy-esque buzz as the mothers shop

And all the people sitting in the pews

Are going to burn in hell

They’re going to burn in hell.

Loch Lomond All Your Friends Are Smiling

When you’re down in the mud and you’re dying

And that day be far enough away

Cause you’re up and all your friends are smiling

And they’re singing, today’s the only day

La la la la la la……

Loch Lomond Del Fuego

I won’t forget the way that the light the reflected off your face.

I won’t forget the day that they brought you back.

(jump out of the bedroom window, jump out of the bedroom window)

fleeing out the window oh my god I saw your face

Loch Lomond Little Boxes

Little boxes on a hillside, little boxes made of ticky-tacky

Little boxes on the hillside, little boxes just the same

There’s a pink one, and a green one, and a blue one, and a yellow one

And they’re all made out of ticky-tacky, and they all look just the same

And the people in the houses learn their trade

Cause they were put in boxes and they came out all the same

There’re white hats and red hats and they imagine they are businessmen

And they’re all made out of ticky-tacky and they all look just the same

And they all go to the theater where they drink their pennies need

And they all have pretty children and they send them off to school

They raise them and love them and send them to university

Where they are put in boxes and they all come out the same

It will be alright [x3]

Loch Lomond Bird And A Bear

I never learned how to spin plates on sticks

But i have a coat that makes me look just like a bird

Just like a bird

Whenever I go running in it people they smile

Especially when I throw bird feet into the air

Into the air

But on the surface I look warm

But on the surface I look warm

But underneath that is wool and water

And underneath the water and wool I am cold

Cold

Cold

I have a friend who looks like a bear

Whenever he throws his big hands into the air

People tend to leave

And people tend to cry

He lives in a cave right down the street

And this time of year you’d think he’d be asleep

But he’s not

He’s admiring his porcelain spoon collection

His porcelain spoon collection

But on the surface he looks cold

But on the surface he looks cold

But underneath that is cotton and candy

And underneath the candy and cotton he is cold

Cold

Cold

I never learned how to spin plates on sticks

And I never learned how to spin plates on sticks

And I never learned

But oh we are friends

Together we have partners

I’ll make him laugh and he keeps me safe

Well I’ll make him laugh and he keeps me clean

Clean

Clean

Loch Lomond Scabs On This Year

Waking up as I’m torn from my bed

Waking up as I’m torn out of bed

And now I’m floating

And now I’m floating

Waking up as I’m torn from my bed

Waking up as I’m torn from my bed

Happy Sunday

Happy Holiday

Now I’m floating

and now I’m floating

Happy Sunday

Happy Holiday

Astral projection

Astral projection

Why haven’t you called

Why haven’t you called

Why haven’t you called

Why haven’t you called

My teeth my teeth are covered in dust

My teeth my teeth all covered in dust

And maybe just maybe this shell is too small

And maybe just maybe this shell is too small

My teeth my teeth are covered in dust

My teeth my teeth are covered in dust

And maybe just maybe oh this shell is too small

And maybe just maybe oh this shell is too small

oh my teeth oh my teeth are covered in dust

oh my teeth my teeth all covered in dust

Loch Lomond Elephants And Little Girls

Let’s run together

Let’s run together

We’ll ride on the back of an elephant

I’ll hold its tail, you hold its ears back

I’ll hold its tail, you hold its ears back

And we’ll go somewhere warmer

And we’ll go somewhere new (lalala lala)

[x2]

Now we’re having fun (now we’re having fun)

Now we’re living life (now we’re living life)

[x2]

Let’s jump together

Let’s do this together

We’ll ride on the neck of girl

I’ll hold her hand, you hold her hair back

I’ll hold her hand, you hold her hair back

Look at the skin around your eyes

Watch the skin around your eyes (lalala lala)

[x2]

Now she’s having fun (now she’s having fun)

Now she’s living life (now she’s living life)

[x2]

Loch Lomond A Field Report

Field report to you oh my god

Field report to you oh my god

I wasted your time

Field report to you oh my god

Field report to you oh my god

I wasted your time

Sounds of children laughing makes my eyes bleed

The sounds of children laughing makes my eyes bleed

and my heart

Teeter totters and daughters

Teeter totters and Daughters

are things I’ll never have in my back yard

Cause I’ll never have a back yard.

Field report to you oh my god

Field report to you oh my god

I wasted your time

Field report to you oh my god

Field report to you oh my god

I wasted your time