Of Montreal
the hopeless opus or the great battle of the unfriendly ridiculous
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Let's reminisce of our first dance together
along the ocean floor.
Your dress was made of egg shells.
My hair was in a pompadour
While we were hunting for the Marshmallow Coast.
I played a prank that brought shame to one of my colleagues.
I taught Herr Coushiboe's eyes how to imitate a bog.
They employed their new talent perhaps too frequently.
Finding this incarnation preferable
they decided to stay that way
But then his eyes became ambitious
and they started to grow.
They felt confined as a bog and wanted more recognition.
They desired to be acknowledged by a map
and that is how Coushiboe discovered my gag.
When he opened up a map and saw his eyes looking back at him
- Album:
- Innocence Reaches
- Aureate Gloom
- Chinese Rocks / Either Way I Lose
- Polyvinyl 4-Track Singles Series Vol. 2
- Jigsaw Puzzle
- Bassem Sabry (Single)
- Young Froth / Taypiss
- Lousy with sylvianbriar
- Daughter of Cloud
- Paralytic Stalks
- Jon Brion Remix EP
- Hissing Fauna, Are You The Destroyer?
- The Sunlandic Twins
- Satanic Panic In The Attic
- Aldhils Arboretum
- Coquelicot Asleep In The Poppies: A Variety Of Whimsical...
- The Gay Parade
- Thecontrollersphere (EP)
- Skeletal Lamping
- Miscellaneous