Applesauce - Animal Collective

I eat a mango and I’m feeling like a little honey can roll

Star fruit so simple and I’m feeling like a little honey can roll

How could I feel so so when I’m feeling like a little honey can roll

Tart but not total and I’m feeling like a little honey can roll

When I was young I thought fruit was an infinite thing

I’d be sad to wake up and find all of my cherries are charred or they’re rotted

to ruin

It seems we all can’t last

Oh pink lady your days so distinguished are a movement so fluid

So smooth against my palm

Reminisce of the days when they all praised your sweet red delicious

When a farmer picks a good thing

(When you think you don’t know you don’t know what comes next)

Then a kid he picks a good thing

(When you think you don’t know you don’t know what comes next)

Then a chef she makes a good thing

(When you think you don’t know you don’t know what comes next)

Then a mayor eats a good thing

(When you think you don’t know you don’t know what comes next)

Ripe and whole we can move outside us

Ripe and whole we can move outside us

Ripe and whole we can move outside us

Ripe and whole we can move outside us

Take for me take for me pictures of valleys with lemons hung

Dangling dangling they will be released every little piece does make a one

Brown on the ground can you show me a way I can simplify

Comfort me comfort me after the battles and sleepless nights

I’m just a rush

Rush to blow upon the fire

You’re just a rush

Rush to blow open my mind

When I want fruit I can find it wherever I please

What if I should wake up and find dudes on the street waiting in lines or

scrounging for berries?

I’m losing things so fast

One day maybe I’ll have a cool kid with a granny but I don’t have a pose for

applesauce on clothes

Reminisce of the days when my mom made it all seem delicious

Why should I rush, rush to blow upon the fire

Why do I rush, rush to blow upon the fire

One the eagle

Two the Nobel

Three the lizard

Four the sole