Llama Day! - Give My Heart to Stan Lyrics

The sweet lies
Go untraced
On Monday, the chapel died
In high times
Peace sells
Blue on upsights

But in my sweet place
I'm an old man, I'm an old man
I get my feet rubbed
And don't sheep plan
I'll let you know when I learn to rhyme
Give my heart to Stan
Let him spit on it

Hmm hmm
Hmm hmm hmm
Hmm hmm hmm
Hmm hmm
Mmm mmm mmm
Hmm mmm mmm

Hey
You can hide in your life
And save rain
But don't put up wisdom signs

I'm in my sweet place
I'm an old man, I'm an old man
I get my feet rubbed
And don't sheep plan
I'll let you know when I learn to rhyme
Give my heart to Stan
Let him spit on it

Mmm mmm
Hmm mmm
How old, how old, how old
How old am I
How old, how old, how old
How old am I
Mmm mmm (hey hey hey hey)
Mmm mmm (hey-ey-ey)
Hey-ey
Hey-ey-ey-ey
Hey-ey-ey
Hey-ey-ey, hey hey

Put in my sweet place
I'm an old man, I'm an old man
I get my feet rubbed
And won't you plan
I'll let you know when I learn to rhyme
Give my heart to Stan
Let him spit on it