Oh Comely - Jeff Mangum

Oh comely

I will be with you when you lose your breath

Chasing the only

Meaningful memory you thought you had left

With some pretty, bright and bubbly

Terrible scene that was doing her thing on your chest

But, oh comely

It isn’t as pretty as you’d like to guess

In your memory, you’re drunk on your awe to me

It doesn’t mean anything at all

Oh comely

All of your friends are all letting you blow

Bristling and ugly

Bursting with fruits falling out from the holes

Of some pretty, bright and bubbly

Friend you could need to say comforting things in your ear

But, oh comely

There isn’t such one friend that you could find here

Standing next to me, he’s only my enemy

I’ll crush him with everything I own

Say what you wanna say

And hang for your hollow ways

Moving your mouth to pull out all your miracles aimed

For me

Your father made fetuses with flesh licking ladies

While you and your mother were asleep in the trailer park

Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums

The music and medicine you needed for comforting

So make all your fat fleshy fingers to moving

And pluck all your silly strings and bend all your notes for me

And soft silly music is meaningful magical

The movements were beautiful, all in your ovaries

All of them milking with green fleshy flowers

While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines

Smelling of semen all under the garden

Was all you were needing when you still believed in me

Say what you wanna say

Hang for your hollow ways

Moving your mouth to pull out all your miracles aimed

For me

Do do do, do do do, do

Do do do, do do do, do

Do do do, do do do, do

I know they buried her body with others

Her sister and mother and five-hundred families

And will she remember me fifty years later?

I wished I could save her in some sort of time machine

Know all your enemies

We know who our enemies are

Know all your enemies

We know who our enemies are

La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la la la la

La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la la la la

Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee

Goldaline, my dear

We will fold and freeze together

Far away from here

There is sun and spring and green forever

But now we move to feel

For ourselves inside some stranger’s stomach

Place your body here

Let your skin begin to blend itself with mine

La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la la la la

La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la la la la

La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee

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