Button Fumbla - Royal Canoe

Rollin in the Corolla

Only sipping the cola

All your lonely friends

They be making amends down in Espanola

Gonna rip the seat off

Even turn the heat off

Backroads with roses on the mound

Where your cousin veered off

If we ever get through the rushing water

I know, I know, I know we’ll make it all the way

Holy water in the tumbler

Forgetting names like a mumbler

I’m getting humbler

Oh, she’s a button fumbla

Up above me soars a rumbler

There’s miles to stumbler

Nobody ever took home a grumbler

Your mother don’t give a damn what your father bought her

She know, she know, she knows that we went all the way

There’s the clatter of a king-can clanking the ground

Twenty stories up, you still hear the sound

And the sun’s up on top of the world

Touching our faces in all the delicate places

And there’s all this beauty just screaming out

It’s like a goddamn forest 'bout ready to sprout

It’s cracking them floors and the grout

I feel my tongue making shapes in my mouth

I couldn’t help but look down

At my feet rocking back beneath me

I wonder if they know how

My heels could crush the city

How the feeling in your body fills you up

With joy