Gor-boe the alien emerged from the lake
Gave six arms a shake off a past mistake
Thunderous voice bellowing "pineapples grow
With a sponge below hooks under waves below
Gor-boe approached me in the courtyard aside
Traffic and tiles where I spoke with the sky
Grumbling why so much sorrow my friend?
Slumping in your stumble towards the end?
So down, Julian, what is depressing you?
Where do I put the flesh and glue?
I raised a straight finger to above my eye
Gor-boe addressed me with a concerned reply
Saying "When you sing who's lungs do you fill?
Who's perspective resonates in respect to skill
Who hears first who's ears are most close?
Surely thoughts spend most time with their hosts
Not a single effect ever outweighs the cause
And hesitation is wasted giving others pause
In respect to art or false positive starts
Products of when ideas and beginnings part
Safety Concerns - A Short Word of Encouragement from Gor-Boe the Alien Lyrics
Safety Concerns - A Short Word of Encouragement from Gor-Boe the Alien Lyrics
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Gor-boe the alien emerged from the lake
Gave six arms a shake off a past mistake
Thunderous voice bellowing "pineapples grow
With a sponge below hooks under waves below
Gor-boe approached me in the courtyard aside
Traffic and tiles where I spoke with the sky
Grumbling why so much sorrow my friend?
Slumping in your stumble towards the end?
So down, Julian, what is depressing you?
Where do I put the flesh and glue?
I raised a straight finger to above my eye
Gor-boe addressed me with a concerned reply
Saying "When you sing who's lungs do you fill?
Who's perspective resonates in respect to skill
Who hears first who's ears are most close?
Surely thoughts spend most time with their hosts
Not a single effect ever outweighs the cause
And hesitation is wasted giving others pause
In respect to art or false positive starts
Products of when ideas and beginnings part
Gave six arms a shake off a past mistake
Thunderous voice bellowing "pineapples grow
With a sponge below hooks under waves below
Gor-boe approached me in the courtyard aside
Traffic and tiles where I spoke with the sky
Grumbling why so much sorrow my friend?
Slumping in your stumble towards the end?
So down, Julian, what is depressing you?
Where do I put the flesh and glue?
I raised a straight finger to above my eye
Gor-boe addressed me with a concerned reply
Saying "When you sing who's lungs do you fill?
Who's perspective resonates in respect to skill
Who hears first who's ears are most close?
Surely thoughts spend most time with their hosts
Not a single effect ever outweighs the cause
And hesitation is wasted giving others pause
In respect to art or false positive starts
Products of when ideas and beginnings part
Writer: Julian Faulkner
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid