[ti:Knees Of My Bees]
[ar:Alanis Morissette]
[al:So-Called Chaos]
[by:van]
[offset:500]
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[00:10.21]we share a culture same vernacular
[00:14.19]love of physical humor and time spent alone
[00:19.69]you with your penchant for spontaneous events
[00:24.10]for sticky and raspy, unearthed and then gone
[00:28.84]
[00:29.22]you are a gift promised sent with a wink
[00:33.10]with tendencies for conversations that raise bars
[00:38.72]you are a sage who is fueled by compassion
[00:43.01]comes to nooks and crannies, is bound for all stars
[00:47.49]you make the knees of my bees weak, tremble and buckle
[00:57.00]you make the knees of my bees weak
[01:03.18]
[01:07.22]you are a spirit that knows of no limit
[01:11.66]that knows of no ceiling who baulks at dead-ends
[01:16.72]you are a wordsmith who cares for his brothers
[01:21.01]not seduced by illusions of fair-weather friends
[01:25.51]you make the knees of my bees weak, tremble and buckle
[01:34.87]you make the knees of my bees weak
[01:41.22]
[02:04.36]you are a vision who lives by the signals of
[02:09.03]stomach and intuition as your guide
[02:13.76]you are a sliver of god on a platter
[02:18.28]who walks what he talks and who cops when he's lied
[02:22.60]you make the knees of my bees weak, tremble and buckle
[02:32.05]you make the knees of my bees weak
[02:38.64]
[02:41.54]you make the knees of my bees weak, tremble and buckle
[02:51.07]you make the knees of my bees weak
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[03:37.54]END
