Portugal. The Man - AKA M80 The Wolf lyrics

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Portugal. The Man - AKA M80 The Wolf lyrics

Through crooked teeth and mouthed up ties They spit you upriver just like all those lions That walked the banks They said, "Paint me that river And would you only use blues Brilliant big black mile-lengths of Pines that route the river through Through and through" Fashion, fashion Ballrooms of their leaves We'd like to watch the ghosts dance We'd like to watch the ghosts dance They said, "Paint me that arm That lies directly over mountains Where the glaciers climb so tall One absent of the scars, pa**ing boats and ships and oars Tend to leave, the veins will be the tributaries" With all the sounds of The ocean, the ocean Fashion, fashion Ballrooms of their leaves We'd like to watch the ghosts dance We'd like to watch the ghosts dance I am but a man But a proud, proud man But a proud, proud man Silver bells That line the way Baited trails We'll find you there I am but a man But a proud, proud man But a proud, proud man