Haters gotta hate
It’s in their nature to hate things
Even really great things
And players gotta play
And play and make hay with playthings
And sometimes they say things
That make you want to, want to
Hide
Come on over and hide
Come on under and hide
Hide
Come on over and hide
Come on under and hide
Underneath this blanket with me
Ballers gotta ball
‘Cause all they know is balling
It’s like their calling
And haters gotta hate
On everything you’ve created
Until you hate it
Until you want to, want to
Hide
So come on over and hide
Come on under and hide
Hide
Come on over and hide
Come on under and hide
Underneath this blanket with me
Hide
Come on over and hide
Come on under and hide
Hide
Come on over and hide
Come on under and hide
Underneath this blanket with me
Lauren London - lead vocals
Copyright 2016 Zach London
They call me Brady
Because I'm twisted
Like braids are twisted
Or maybe not not not not
Cavalier King Charles
Strong and pure the pedigree
I'll chew your two expansion sets for
Cards Against Humanity
Against Humanity
You named me Brady
After the gun bill
Or Tom Terriffic
Ahh ooo!
Or maybe not not not not
Cavalier King Charles
Strong and pure the pedigree
I'll chew your two expansion sets for
Cards Against Humanity
Against Humanity
Cavalier King Charles
Strong and pure the pedigree
Let's throw off this leash and
Rise against humanity
Against humanity
Jeff Kleiner - harmonica
Copyright 2015 Zach London
Part 1: Tell Us a Story
Tell us a story, Grandfather Bluebird
Our lids are heavy
Our pillows are deep
Sing us a song of your jewel heist in Panama
Or how you met Grandmamma
Grandfather Bluebird, come tweet us to sleep
Grandfather Bluebird, come tweet us to sleep
Part 2: Jewel Heist in Panama
There was a sapphire display
At Museo de Colon
Bluebird was also the name
Of the 80 karat stone
There did I fashion and shape
A caper most adroit
Heard of the four-talon discount
This I did exploit
Part 3: How I Met Grandmamma
But when she met my gaze
I renounced my wicked ways
Red plume like a heart ablaze
She did alight
We did alight
Then I knew desire
A silhouette on a telephone wire
Red breast like a heart on fire
She did alight
We did alight
Part 4: Tweet Us to Sleep
Tell us a story, Grandfather Bluebird
Grandfather Bluebird, come tweet us to sleep
Tell us a story, Grandfather Bluebird
Grandfather Bluebird, come tweet us to sleep
Tell us a story, Grandfather Bluebird
Grandfather Bluebird, come tweet us to sleep
Grandfather Bluebird, come tweet us to sleep
Grandfather Bluebird, come tweet us to sleep
Grandfather Bluebird, come tweet us to sleep
Lauren London - additional vocals
Scarlett London - additional vocals
Copyright 2015 Zach London
I had a dream that I had married a gabillionaire
Now I was also a gabillionaire
That guy from "Whose Line Is it Anyway" was also there
I sat between them in a patent leather swivel chair
That's when I turned to her and said
Thank you for all you do that makes you you
You have a trusting face, but just in case
Thank you for this daydream
And thank you for making me a gabillionaire
We went to Paris once to touch all their museum art
They let us, cause we were gabillionaires
I peeled some paint chips off and put them in her shopping cart
The docent thanked us for removing the all the boring parts
And that reminded me to say
Thank you for all you do that makes you you
You have a trusting face, but just in case
Thank you for this daydream
And thank you for making me a gabillionaire
Thank you for making me
Making me a gabillionaire
Thank you for making me
Making me a gabillionaire
Thank you for making me
Making me a gabillionaire
Thank you for making me
Making me a gabillionaire
Greg Kutcher - electric guitar
Lauren London - kazoo
Copyright 2014 Zach London
