Dustin Hoffman Quits Bathroom and Climbs a Tree
Of Montreal
All aboard
Last train leaving for Tennessee, Ohio
I burnt my tongue
It fucked me up for days
My roommate said
She hadn't seen her for some time
She told me something
Then asked me for advice
No, I couldn't point her in any direction
Shoulders roll with the tombs
I found a way of life where no one matters
Now it flows from my mouth
Like a stroll down memory lane
Yes, sir
My ears perk up
When they mention my name
My fingers move
In my pockets for fun
Oh, I ain't getting married
Without a bottle in both hands
And a ring that shows allegiance
To anything but what we have
Shoulders roll with the tombs
I found a way of life where no one matters
Now it flows from my mouth
Like a stroll down memory lane
You got to love someone, got to love someone.