Contact Lyrics

Song Text:

The tires are the things on your car
That make contact with the road
The car is the thing on the road
That takes you back to your abode

The tires are the things on your car
That make contact with the road
Bummed is what you are
When you go out to your car and it's been towed

I woke up one morning in November
And I realized I love you
It's not your headlights in front
Your tailpipe, or the skylight above you
It's the way you cling to the road
When the wind tries to shove you
I'd never go riding away
And come back home without you
Fluff's Travel Lyrics

[Part 1 - Fluff's Travels]
[Part 2 - The Chase]
[Part 3 - Who do? We do!]
[Part 4 - Clod]

Tipsy fuddled boozy groggy elevated
Prime did edit her
Hellborn elfchild roadhog mountain fortune hunter
Man beheaded her
Fat bulk expanse mass lump block clod
Tipsy fuddled boozy groggy elevated
Prime did edit her

Rabid victim martyr stranded
Level headed boy, ya better bend
Soon your luscious honey sugar
Mellifluous life is gonna end

Fat bulk expanse mass lump block clod
rabid victim martyr stranded
level headed boy, ya better bend

[Part 5 - Bundle of Joy]
[Part 6 - Arrival]