Vampire Weekend
Album - 2007 - Debaser id 415841

I see a Mansard Roof through the trees,
I see a salty message written in the eves,
The ground beneath my feet,
The hot garbage and concrete,
And now the tops of buildings
I can see them too!

I see a Mansard Roof through the trees,
I see a salty message written in the eves,
The ground beneath my feet
The hot garbage and concrete,
And now the tops of buildings
I can see them too!

The Argentines collapse in defeat,
The admiralty surveys the remnants of the fleet,
The ground beneath their feet
Is a nautically map sheet
as thin as paper
while it slips away from you.

Who gives a fuck about an oxford comma?
I've seen those english dramas too
They're cruel
So if there's any other way
To spell the word
It's fine with me, with me

Why would you speak to me that way
Especially when I always said that I
Haven't got the words for you
All your diction dripping with disdain
Through the pain
I always tell the truth

Who gives a fuck about an oxford comma?
I climbed to dharamsala too, I did
I met the highest lama
His accent sounded fine
To me, to me

Check your handbook
It's no trick
Take the chapstick
Put it on your lips
Crack a smile
Adjust my tie
Know your boyfriend, unlike other guys

Why would you lie about how much coal you have?
Why would you lie about something dumb like that?
Why would you lie about anything at all?
First the window, then it's to the wall
Lil' Jon, he always tells the truth

Check your passport, it's no trick
Take the chapstick, put it on your lips
Crack your smile, adjust my tie
Know your butler, unlike other guys

Why would you lie about how much coal you have?
Why would you lie about something dumb like that?
Why would you lie about anything at all?
First the window, then it's through the wall

Why would you tape my conversations?
Show your paintings
At the united nations
Lil' Jon, he always tells the truth

Johanna drove slowly into the city
The Hudson River all filled with snow
She spied the ring on His Honor's finger
Oh-oh-oh

A thousand years in one piece of silver
She took it from his lilywhite hand
Showed no fear – she'd seen the thing
In the Young Men's Wing at Sloan-Kettering

Look outside at the raincoats coming, say oh
Look outside at the raincoats coming, say oh

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey!
Hey, Hey, Hey!

His Honor drove southward seeking exotica
Down to the Pueblo huts of New Mexico
Cut his teeth on turquoise harmonicas
Oh-oh-oh

I saw Johanna down in the subway
She took an apartment in Washington Heights
Half of the ring lies here with me
But the other half's at the bottom of the sea

Look outside at the raincoats coming, say oh
Look outside at the raincoats coming, say oh
Look outside at the raincoats coming, say oh
Look outside at the raincoats coming, say oh

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey!
Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey!

As a young girl
Louis Vuitton
With your mother
On a sandy lawn

As a sophomore
With reggaeton
And the linens
You're sitting on

Is your bed made?
Is your sweater on?
Do you want to (fuck)
Like you know I do, like you know I do

But this feels so unnatural
Peter Gabriel too
But this feels so unnatural
Peter Gabriel too

Can you stay up
To see the dawn
In the colors
Of Bennetton?

Is your bed made?
Is your sweater on?
Do you want to?
Like you know I do, like you know I do

But this feels so unnatural
Peter Gabriel too
But this feels so unnatural
Peter Gabriel too

Is your bed made?
Is your sweater on?
Do you want to
Like you know I do, like you know I do

I wake up, my shoulder's cold
I've got to leave here, before I go
I pull my shirt on, walk out the door
Drag my feet along the floor
I pull my shirt on, walk out the door
Drag my feet along the floor

Then I see you, you're walking 'cross the campus
Cruel professor, studying romances

How am I supposed to pretend
I never want to see you again?
How am I supposed to pretend
I never want to see you again?

Walked to class in front of ya
Spilled kefir on your keffiyah
You look inside and turn to the door
Drag your feet along the floor

Then I see you, you're walking 'cross the campus
Cruel professor, studying romances

How am I supposed to pretend
I never want to see you again?
How am I supposed to pretend
I never want to see you again?

In the afternoon, you're out on the stone and grass
And I'm sleeping on the balcony after class
In the afternoon, you're out on the stone and grass
And I'm sleeping on the balcony after class

In the afternoon, you're out on the stone and grass
And I'm sleeping on the balcony after class
In the afternoon, you're out on the stone and grass
And I'm sleeping on the balcony after class

Occident out on the weekend
That's the way that we relax

English Breakfast tastes like Darjeeling
But she's too cute to even ask

Blake's got a new face (Blake's got a new face)
Nastiness will cause your doom
Turn and walk back to your room

The precedent's already set now
You spend a week in Old San Juan

Spanish brownstone with chairs of leather
And Spanish waves to roll along

Majesty's not overheard
Cryptographs can't stand the word

Oh your collegiate grief has left you dowdy in sweatshirts
Absolute horror!

Ion displacement won't work in the basement
Especially when I'm not with you
Here in the heartland, a feeling so startling
I don't what I should do

Oh Bryn! You see in the dark
Right past the fireflies that sleep in my heart
You know, it's easy to see
Wait for the season to come back to me

Lights by the ocean
A westerly motion that moves California to sea
Eyes like a seagull
No Kansas-born beetle could ever come close to that free

Walcott,
Don't you know that it's insane?
Don't you want to get out of Cape Cod?
Out of Cape Cod tonight?

Walcott,
Mystic seaport is that that way
Don't you know that your life could be lost?
Out of Cape Cod tonight

Walcott,
Don't you know that it's insane?
Don't you want to get out of Cape Cod?
Out of Cape Cod tonight?

Walcott,
The Bottleneck is a shit-show
Hyannisport is a ghetto
Out of Cape Cod tonight

The Lobster's Claw is sharp as knives
Evil feasts on human lives
The Holy Roman Empire roots for you

Walcott,
All the way to New Jersey
All the way to The Garden State
Out of Cape Cod tonight

Walcott,
Fuck the women from Wellfleet
Fuck the bears out in Provincetown
Heed my words and take flight

Walcott,
Don't you know that it's insane?
Don't you want to get out of Cape Cod?
Out of Cape Cod tonight?

Walcott,
Don't you know that it's insane?
Don't you want to get out of Cape Cod?
Out of Cape Cod tonight?

Walcott,
Don't you know that it's insane?
Don't you want to get out of Cape Cod?
Out of Cape Cod tonight?

Walcott,
Don't you know that it's insane?
Don't you want to get out of Cape Cod?
Out of Cape Cod tonight?

A devastating backstroke
All the way from France
With shiny, shiny cufflinks
A shirtsleeve to enhance

The pin-striped men of morning
Are coming for to dance
With pure Egyptian Cotton
The kids don't stand a chance

You criticize the practice
By murdering their plants
Ignoring all the history
Denying them romance

The pin-striped men of morning
Are coming for to dance
Forty-million dollars
The kids don't stand a chance

I didn't like the business
But that was at first glance
Your pillow feels so soft now
But still you must advance

This pin-striped men of morning
The partners in the dance
The paper's shot to pieces
The kids don't stand a chance