Last year, a friend of mine recommended me ZOEY VAN GOEY and I cannot stop to listen their album debut "The Cage Was Unlocked Along" (2009). They have published a new record this year too. But I prefer to remember an old and amazing song. One of funniest videos I've ever seen, belongs to WE DON'T HAVE THAT KIND OF BREAD. An incredible song. Hope you like.
LYRICS
Don't leave the house today
I've got the fear
You'll be stolen by bandits
And taken far from here
They'll put you in a cage
Made of skeleton bones
I'll get a ransom call
From my telephone, whoa oh
We don't have that kind of money
We don't have that kind of bread
Stay under the covers
With me instead
Don't leave the house today
On your bicycle
You've got find your body
With the veins in your heart and your ventricles
The guy's aiming to hit you
Speeding down the road
They wanna see you in a body cast
From your head to your toes
We don't have that kind of glue
We don't have that kind of X-ray
Stay under the covers
With me today
Don't leave, don't leave
Don't leave, don't leave
Don't leave, don't leave
Don't leave, don't leave
Don't leave, don't leave
Don't leave, don't leave
Don't leave, don't leave
Don't leave, don't leave
We don't have that kind of money
We don't have that kind of bread
Stay under the covers
With me instead
We don't have that kind of glue
We don't have that kind of X-Ray
Stay under the covers
With me today
Don't leave, don't leave
Don't leave, don't leave
Don't leave, don't leave
Don't leave, don't leave
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