Let Me Do The Talking Ezra Bell

Did you know that in some cultures, the smell of tires burning is considered an aphrodisiac?
Hey you, you want to come to my sister’s wedding?

We’ll have to see what you run off
You eat jelly d’s and you think distant thoughts
Oh how?

Well, well, I will think far and I will think wide
And I hope that I will never be recognized
And hope on

All of them people, balconies above
Where they will look down but you never look up
Oh, woah

Yes and they'll all say that they're no crooks
But their names are in Epstein’s little black book
Ohohwoah oh

[Vocalizing]

You and me, we will be
Backpacking to Russia
While the many drown in their dreams
I wish that they would not touch us
For they taste the way that they stink
Go out and make your money
Go out and have your fun
Love, don’t you fear
For we all will be here
Still staring towards the sun