Miss Mandy Molly

from Obscure Discoteca by Dalmatian

supported by

	/

Streaming + Download

Includes high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app.

Purchasable with gift card

name your price
Buy the Full Digital Album

lyrics

It's known they have a fistful of rockets in their pockets, but I don't need none.
The heart stops beating and y'all wanna shock it.
Where is the fun?
When the light at the end is your only love.

It's my generation and I don't understand it
Do I need some?
Some bass that keeps landing on shit they're demanding
Do I need some?
Ms. Mandy Molly's rolling on heads that need consoling
and they love her even though she's cut.

oh.

Oh... To live beyond on all feelings
Oh I...
At night I stand, in the morning kneeling...to the high
I heave, “right here, I'll be fine, to die here on the tile”
A halo of hurl hems my smile
She says, “girl you're just my style”

My youth, it's yearning. But which way am I turning?
Do I need to love?
Should I revel in the moonlight?
Or hold you tight till sunlight?
Oh well.. I guess there goes my blond
I wash down my hair. In the mirror I stare,
slowly coughing out my lungs
bleeding are the songs I've sung.
If my ever tied mind should come undone, I'll be my first to love.