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Jumble jumble
All at my house
Come on over
Sleep on the couch
Can't even see ya
Look like a mouse
Crumble crumble
The bag is brown
Rip up the paper
To hear a sound
Pick up the pieces
Up off the ground
Tumble tumble
On to the floor
Roll over
Until your poor
Wave to me
I'm at the door
All at my house
Come on over
Sleep on the couch
Can't even see ya
Look like a mouse
Crumble crumble
The bag is brown
Rip up the paper
To hear a sound
Pick up the pieces
Up off the ground
Tumble tumble
On to the floor
Roll over
Until your poor
Wave to me
I'm at the door
Lyrics submitted by Stoney
Track duration: 01:53
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Crumble crumble
The bag is brown
Rip up the paper
To hear a sound
Pick up the pieces
Up off the ground
Is definitely about partying. The bag being your life. It is brown, drab. But you can at least get a sound out of it if you rip it up. You can be slightly entertained if you destroy your life partying, but you will surely be picking up the pieces later.
Lovely song.
Tanyyep says that she says "c'est de gens qui" but i'm pretty sure she says "C'est deja que t'est..." (or in english, "it's just that you're already..." i dunno about the translation, but whatever) I'm PRETTY sure that's it, but we could call jack and meg and ask if they know. but i doubt two twenty year old musicians from detroit learned any french in school. maybe they did on their off-time? wait,, i forgot, jack doesnt have "Off-Time"
it just sounds like the people r drunk and rolling...on...the..floor
umm?