Gooey - Glass Animals, Gilligan Moss

Alright, come close

Let me show you everything I know

A jungle slang

Spinning round my head and I stare

While my naked fool

Fresh out of an icky, gooey womb

A woozy youth

Dopes up on her silky, smooth perfume

Right my little pooh bear, wanna take a chance?

Wanna sip the smooth air, kick it in the sand?

I’ll say I told you so but you just gonna cry

You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes

My, my simple sir, this ain’t gonna work

Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs

I can’t take this place, no I can’t take this place

I just wanna go where I can get some space

Truth be told

I’ve been there, I’ve done this all before

I take your gloom

I curl it up and puff it into plumes

Right my little pooh bear, wanna take a chance?

Wanna sip the smooth air, kick it in the sand?

I’ll say I told you so but you just gonna cry

You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes

My, my simple sir, this ain’t gonna work

Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs

I can’t take this place, no I can’t take this place

I just wanna go where I can get some space

Hold my hand and float back to the summer time

Tangled in the willows, now our tongues are tied

How can I believe you, how can I be nice?

Tripping round tree stumps in your summer smile

Right my little pooh bear, wanna take a chance?

Wanna sip the smooth air, kick it in the sand?

I’ll say I told you so but you just gonna cry

You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes

My, my simple sir, this ain’t gonna work

Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs

I can’t take this place, no I can’t take this place

I just wanna go where I can get some space