I'd Be a Yellow Feathered Loon - Of Montreal

I'd be a yellow feathered loon for you, baby
Be a German shepherd on the moon for you, baby
Be a granulated spoon for you, baby
I'd be a camper in a photograph for you

Then when the sun has set
Romantic times have passed
And our conversations are a bore
I'll become a different man
So you can get to know me again

I'd be a rubber-banded flute for you, baby
Be an union parachute for you, baby
Be a baby that's a mute for you, baby
I'd be an insecurity in a Tibetan's head for you

Then when the sun has set
Romantic times have passed
And our conversations are a chore
I'll become a different man
So you can get to know me again

I'd be a uniform on an imbecile for you
If you want me to die trying, I will die to please you
I'd be a pepperminted rook for you, baby
Be an unhappy organ donor's book for you, baby
Be a straw covered in scum and gook for you, baby
I'd be a wrestler in a tuxedo shirt for you
I'd be an antacid with a brown wig on for you

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