Hummer Lyrics & Tabs by Fog

Hummer

guitar chords lyrics

Fog

The end of the movie reel- flap, flap flap
The wings of the pterandodon- flap, flap, flap
A big fat, pregnant, radish smiling

at the funniest pallbearer in the funeral.
The eye, a spoof of god.
The day, a crippled wolf.
Were you born to be a sprinkler system in a thunderstorm?
We can agree that we all like to look our best.
Or at the very leaste be the best at looking the worst.
It's no wonder that eventually we will all be on TV.
The eye, a spoof of god.
The day, a crippled wolf.
Were you born to be a sprinkler system in a thunderstorm?

Were you born to be a sprinkler system in a thunderstorm?