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lyrics
You’re always keeping little secrets inside the well
You’re on the train tracks running through the garden you’ve let grow to hell
And all the sweatpants we give out
They're hardly north and hardly south
From somewhere deep in your sacred mouth
I know your reputation as the human war crime
You’ve got a ninth class ticket to great white shark and you’re last in line
And all the quakers in the dell
They’ll never recognize the kid
That they used to know so well
And all I can tell you is
Crack the code, Big Bank Man
It’s hardly justified
To kindly be older man
Don’t need to wonder why
Just know the code word, Bank Man
Into the lanes of brine
You know the code word
These preparations can’t be made in time
Heard in the evening the coordinator’s stopping by
And then come breakfast, you’ll have to spit your rhymes
You’re always keeping little secrets inside the well
You’re on the train tracks running through the garden you’ve let grow to hell
And all I can tell you is
Crack the code, Big Bank Man
It’s hardly justified
To kindly be older man
Don’t need to wonder why
Just know the code word, Bank Man
Into the lanes of brine
You know the code word
Takes me back to my high school classroom during the days of binging Inio Asano's old manga scanlations before anything was licensed. At that time, I was discovering many kinds of Asian shoegaze, but I've never heard anything like this. Makes me think of Pasteboard, Supecar, and Midnight Pingpong a bit, and it's funny bc the first two I listen have blue album covers too. Lu
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