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Ooh! Ah!
Ooh! Ah!
Eah!
I can hear the bread when it pops from the toaster
It has that jazz like a breakfast composer
My eggs do ballet in a minor key
And my coffee smells like the number three
I brushed my teeth with a shade of blue
Minty and moody soundin' like a sad kazoo
The mirror sang in a forbidden tone
"Your reflection tastes just like a saxophone."
I can hear the bread, and feel the color red
Smelled a triangle once — now I'm stuck in my head
When the sun comes up, it plays a flute
And my cereal's got a snappy suit
It's a beautiful mess, a sensory stew —
I see jazz... and you smell like... the color blue
My socks are tickled by lowercase g
And Thursdays reek of a lemon tea
The wind sounds faintly like polka dots
And my cat looks like she's thinking "Mozart."
I once hugged a D chord, then opened my appendix door
And when you shout, it glances around like a snowy winter
Filling up my left pinky finger
Yeah, I hear the bread, and I feel the red
And my dreams last night were sung by my bed
Saw your voice — it looked like yarn
And my dad's ringtone stinks of a barn
It's a beautiful mess, a sensory stew —
Where Mondays squawk and tacos are blue
Taste the thoughts and lick the light
Every beam is a prism from 1988
I wrote with my elbows sneeze
"C-flat has a slight olfaction of cheese."
Ooh! Ah! (Bread!)
Ooh! Ah! (Red!)
Ooh! Ah! (Bread!)
Ooh! Ah!
I can hear the bread, and feel the red
Reality's woven in my noodle-y head
If logic knocks, I just pretend
'Cause my doorbell's shaped like my weirdest friend
So turn the lights up, slap the moon
'Cause we're goin' boogie to the color BLUE!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Give me some of that color blue!