El Cantador Black Sound lyrics

Don't buy into most of my dreams
I'll make your head spin with my own disconnectivity
I'm a liar, dog, don't you know
I won't sleep much unless you're safe in your bed

Oh oh oh oh oh oh
On the mantle the fire below
It holds a special name
It may be tawdry and lost on the generations we made to feel up
To fill up the frames

On the target that you bet with your back
It holds a number stain
It may be tawny you jester

You crack me up you do
When you went blacksound, wow
Can we go blacksound now?

Was in the backroom
Somewhere upstairs
Tickled your fancy into a way of learning
You went wild
Let it out
There in the back seat
Took up the blacksound