1. |
theme song
02:40
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we the keys knees.
we ain't nobody, we somebody, we the keys knees.
the keys knees make music sittin' on their beds,
and the keys knees make music singin' with their heads,
the keys knees act a fool, hangin' with their friends,
and the keys knees act a fool, jammin' past 10 (pm).
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2. |
dronk
03:03
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my pockets is empty, but my glass is half full,
i been here for hours drinking vodka red bulls,
i don't know why i'm here, but i don't wanna go home,
i never got a text but i need to check my phone.
im dronk, im droolin' and im makin' a foolin' outta myself, and everybody else,
im dumb, im stupid, im tellin' y'all that im movin, but im not ready to be all by myself,
sometimes i think i only think about you when im holdin' a microphone,
but truth is like 90% of the time, im holding onto a microphone.
(the other half im drunk)
my pockets is empty, but my glass is half full,
i been here for hours drinking vodka red bulls,
i don't know why i'm here, but i don't wanna go home,
i never got a text but i need to check my phone.
what if she snapchatted me one time?
what if she called me, but my phone died?
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3. |
awake in my bed
02:16
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i don't wanna go to school,
i just wanna get a job,
i don't wanna be found,
i just wanna get lost,
i don't wanna sing songs,
i just wanna make sounds,
i don't wanna be seen,
i just wanna leave town.
dreams, are taking over my head,
i lay awake in my bed,
thinking thoughts about death,
what will happen next?
afraid to sleep again,
im afraid to wake again,
afraid to sleep again,
im afraid to wake again.
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4. |
today
04:19
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5. |
new choo choos
03:09
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i wake, then fix my hair,
then i, head down the stairs,
then i, select my shoes,
then i, begin my day.
i grab, mr. keys,
to start, mr. car,
to drive, very far,
away, from mr. home.
and when, im on the road,
i play, all the songs,
i think, are the best,
to play, on the aux.
my eyes, see the things,
that make, me feel okay,
to be, on dis earth,
with all, the stress inside.
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the trees, inside the nothing,
outside, of the highway,
tell me, they have the stories,
to tell, all the ears.
so i, pull to the side,
and i, step outside,
of my, mr. car,
and now, i explore.
the breeze, tells me things,
the mouth, doesn't say,
it says, i am free,
if i, wanna stay,
but i, need newer shoes,
if im, runnin' away,
'cause these, hurt my feet,
but wait, i have a plan-
i'm buyin, new choo choos,
and i'm runnin' away.
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The Keys Knees Iowa City, Iowa
vocalist: ricky
shredder: bird
We make music in the bedrooms and garages of a duplex in Iowa City, Iowa.
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