Basement Band Song Lyrics
If i pay you five dollars will you try to make my bed?
If i pay you ten will you make me well instead?
I love your baby baby harmonies
You really brighten up my basement suite
We should go down to the mall
Look at people , judge them all
Judge them before they judge us and leave there feeling bad
We should sit and pick our hands
I think you're a genius
And when we make your hangnails bleed
You deserve a phd
We should put that record on
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The one you found when you were gone
The one that has those sad, sad songs
And makes you sing out loud
We could start a basement band
Guitar hooks caught in your hands
Will travel through the west side nights
And drown out humming street lights
