Three billion arms swing as microscopic metronomes
They march in unison to pay off their town homes
Three billion cubicles work for a face they'll never meet
Their riding tricycles while counting three billion sheep
Their brains in soft skulls observe three billion more (hoo)
Wondering whose royalty and whose meant to hold a door
Who is meant to hold?
Who is meant to hold?
Who's meant to hold?
Who's meant to hold?
Just be patient please
I'm told I'm told we're meant to hold until we're old
Bottom of the chain, whose meant to hold?
Some find their Jesus in a fruity cup of tea
Always reheating mine, waiting patiently for me
You'll confess to them, all of your push-pin philosophies
Make out your checks to a candy-necklace rosary
Me, I'm of the future, but belong far in the past
Through time we've traveled far, still systems of class
Their brans in soft skulls judge three billion more
They say a prayer for me while I hold the door
Who is meant to hold?
Who is meant to hold?
Who's meant to hold?
Who's meant to hold?
I'm told, I'm told we're meant to hold until we're old
Just be patient, please
Bottom of the chain (who's meant to hold?)
Fruit Tea [Bonus Track] Video (MV)
Performed By: Wild Moccasins
Length: 4:53
Written by: ANDREW LEE, CODY SWANN, JOHN BALDWIN, NICHOLAS CODY, ZAHIRA GUTIERREZ
Wild Moccasins - Fruit Tea [Bonus Track] Lyrics
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Three billion arms swing as microscopic metronomes
They march in unison to pay off their town homes
Three billion cubicles work for a face they'll never meet
Their riding tricycles while counting three billion sheep
Their brains in soft skulls observe three billion more (hoo)
Wondering whose royalty and whose meant to hold a door
Who is meant to hold?
Who is meant to hold?
Who's meant to hold?
Who's meant to hold?
Just be patient please
I'm told I'm told we're meant to hold until we're old
Bottom of the chain, whose meant to hold?
Some find their Jesus in a fruity cup of tea
Always reheating mine, waiting patiently for me
You'll confess to them, all of your push-pin philosophies
Make out your checks to a candy-necklace rosary
Me, I'm of the future, but belong far in the past
Through time we've traveled far, still systems of class
Their brans in soft skulls judge three billion more
They say a prayer for me while I hold the door
Who is meant to hold?
Who is meant to hold?
Who's meant to hold?
Who's meant to hold?
I'm told, I'm told we're meant to hold until we're old
Just be patient, please
Bottom of the chain (who's meant to hold?)
They march in unison to pay off their town homes
Three billion cubicles work for a face they'll never meet
Their riding tricycles while counting three billion sheep
Their brains in soft skulls observe three billion more (hoo)
Wondering whose royalty and whose meant to hold a door
Who is meant to hold?
Who is meant to hold?
Who's meant to hold?
Who's meant to hold?
Just be patient please
I'm told I'm told we're meant to hold until we're old
Bottom of the chain, whose meant to hold?
Some find their Jesus in a fruity cup of tea
Always reheating mine, waiting patiently for me
You'll confess to them, all of your push-pin philosophies
Make out your checks to a candy-necklace rosary
Me, I'm of the future, but belong far in the past
Through time we've traveled far, still systems of class
Their brans in soft skulls judge three billion more
They say a prayer for me while I hold the door
Who is meant to hold?
Who is meant to hold?
Who's meant to hold?
Who's meant to hold?
I'm told, I'm told we're meant to hold until we're old
Just be patient, please
Bottom of the chain (who's meant to hold?)
Writer: ANDREW LEE, CODY SWANN, JOHN BALDWIN, NICHOLAS CODY, ZAHIRA GUTIERREZ
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management