Man Man - Paul's Grotesque Lyrics




He eats an avocado
Writes novels on her navel
Climbs out her bedroom window
While she's asleep

She speaks of venom cobras
Dark mater, supernovas
Car crashes and tsunamis
That bring the rain

He talks with great bravado
Drinks baby shirley temples
Fights with a palm of marbles
Does it hurt? Does it hurt?

She squeeze the honey bottle
On an over-ripe tomato
Don't care when all the ants go
Right up her skirt

Nobody Knows
Where the time goes
Where the grind grows
Nobody knows

Nobody knows
Where the time goes
Where the grind grows
Nobody knows

They met one summer party
Eating banh mi with the cabbies
Throwing empties at the police
Oh how they laughed

She cut a smokey figure
She splintered in his fingers
So deep that even tweezers
Couldn't pull her out

They danced in tiny halos
Like moths around a candle
Or atoms too unstable
But they don't care

Nobody knows
Where the time goes
Where the grind grows
Nobody knows

Nobody knows
Where the time goes
Where the grind grows
Nobody knows

We leave a healthy corpse
We beat a dying horse
We leave the headlights on
We write a swan song

Will you get eulogized?
Will you have apologized?
Were you running high tonight?
Will you even care?

Nobody knows
Where the time goes
Where the grind grows
Nobody knows

Nobody knows
Where the time goes
Where the grind grows
Nobody knows

Nobody knows
Where the time goes
Where the grind grows
Nobody knows

Nobody knows
Where the time goes
Where the grind grows
Nobody knows

Nobody knows
Where the time goes
Where the grind grows
Nobody knows





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  1. guy3480

    the female singing at the end gave me chills. Absolutely brilliant addition to an already great song. It's those little extra things, going further than you needed to make a great song that makes you guys so unique and fantastic!

  2. hot soup

    ''he eats an avocado'' always gets me.

  3. channel47b

    he eats an avocado
    writes novels on her navel
    climbs out her bedroom window
    while she's asleep
    she speaks of venom cobras
    dark matter, supernovas
    cars crashes & tsunamis
    that bring the rain
    he talks with great bravado
    drinks baby shirley temples
    fights with a palm of marbles
    does it hurt does it hurt
    she squeeze the honey bottle
    on an overripe tomato
    don't care when all the ants go
    right up her skirt
    nobody knows where the time goes
    where the grind grows
    nobody knows
    nobody knows where the time goes
    where the grind grows
    nobody knows
    they met one summer party
    eating bánh mi with the cabbies
    throwing empties at the police
    oh how they laughed
    she cut a smokey figure
    she splintered in his fingers
    so deep that even tweezers
    couldn't pull her out
    they dance in tiny halos
    like moths around a candle
    or atoms too unstable
    but they don't care
    nobody knows where the time goes
    where the grind grows
    nobody knows
    nobody knows where the time goes
    where the grind grows
    nobody knows
    will you leave a healthy corpse
    will you beat a dying horse
    will you leave the headlights on
    will you write a swan song
    will you get eulogized
    will you have apologized
    were you running high tonight
    will you even care
    nobody know where the time goes
    where the grind grows
    nobody knows
    nobody know where the time goes
    where the grind grows
    nobody knows

  4. gnostrum

    Great song. Reminds me of David Byrne.

  5. LowlyLioness

    there's always a little something that pulls the song together for me. this one is the xylophone-sounding instrument in the background, it's makes a great song like ten times better, if that's even possible.

  6. Adrienne Jean

    I hear a little Bret from FOTC.

  7. Duck Nest

    The greatest thing to ever touch my ears.

  8. msre322

    It's like... rhcp mixed with a little tom waits and tv on the radio... but slowly transforms into some old school "the knife". in other words... it sounds pretty unique.

  9. Devan Goad

    love this one... Thanks guys.