i peiced this together from a radio broadcast the guys did on kexp in sept 14, 2007 and of course the studio version off danse manatee.
some of the lyrics that are different on the studio version are
open the blinds got to get past the window.
stick to the beat got to stop all that worryin
this melody awaits you
god your touch is a !!!!!!!
on their september 07 tour they frequently spliced this version of the song into the bridge of fireworks. if anyone has any other translations or knows what he's screaming any help would be hot.

i found these lyrics on lyrical collective.


Awake in the morning
I wonder often
Will the lights come bright on the day
She decided to stay
'Cause watchin' the TV
We wandered, awkward
Just standing by the parade
And you'll end at the train

(Listen baby)
Come on Davey
Open the blinds
You gotta look past the window
And fly

(Listen baby)
Come on Davey
Step to the beat
You gotta stop all your worrying
Essplode

Feet in the air
Smells like honey
Darlin' when I'm fuckin' ya lately
Got the touch of the tiger inside
Kiss is a while but your mouth is OK

Wait for a minute
You'll swallow your words
Just the scent on a summer day
In a blanket melee

Darlin' get up, open your eyes
This bounty awaits you
Unwind

Feet in the air
Smells like honey
Darlin' when I'm fuckin' ya lately
Got the touch of the tiger inside
Kiss you a while but your mouth is OK

Well a holistic healer
Found my rhythm
Wasn't right in my mind
Drop a bomb now, singin' the song like a teacher
Can say, "Your lessons are long!"
But your (???) remains

Have to shout at you
What did you do? Sorry
To have to shout at you but
What did you do? Sorry
Oh yeah (yeah!)

Speak from the beginning
I wonder often
No one there, someone there, or a crowd
And the blanket's real loud

Come on Avey
Put up the blinds
Turn on the pilot
Essplode

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i dig those lyrics you posted... thanks for that.. i definitely love how avey can change the lyrics in the songs from one era to another..

Yeah, that splice into Fireworks is ... so awesome ...

ahh the lyric is: and the air smells like honey butter when i'm fucking you lately, God your touches are tight, northern child; your kisses were wild, but your mouth was okay.

i emailed them a while ago, and that's what geologist emailed me back!

Blah. I think this song has too much hype for its actual worth.

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