Boomerang Baby - The Claypool Lennon Delirium

She’s always bored although you know that she’s drowning in stimulation

She feels alone despite her many modern friendships and relations

It doesn’t matter what she knows, her phone enhances conversation

Just set the GPS to take her to a disample location

Unless it’s pictures of the click, she doesn’t care for politics

Yet she admires all the tricks that qualify a narcissist

She’s never dated anyone before a thuragh search of google

You wouldn’t catch her dead in church unless attending her own funeral

When everyone is at your finger tips and nobody’s recieving

True love is something that your grandma threw as food into believing

When everyone is at your fingertips and nobody’s recieving

True love is something that your grandma threw as food into believing

Turn back home now, Boomerang Baby

Turn off you phone now, Boomerang Baby

Turn back home now, Boomerang Baby

Turn off your phone now, Boomerang Baby

Turn back home now, Boomerang Baby