Kids on Holiday (Live) Animal Collective

Are you waiting for me?
At the end of the airport
I’m off buying our tickets
Lined up in hibernation
But I’m feeling impatient
We were late for departing

But the smell of pajamas
Is what makes you feel flirty
There are minutes for sleeping
But we didn’t have minutes indeed

So you’re feeling sleepy
Sympathize with the toddler
Being held by his mother
She’s got spit in her napkins
And she’s pushing him that way
Like a stench to the men's room

And it’s making you nauseous
Where the hеll have I gone to?
Therе’s a boy who’s a Krishna
And he thinks you look pretty
Well, he's eyeing your stockings
He’s got books to help you with your life