At The Hop – Devendra BanhartBy Put me in your suitcaseLet me help you pack‘Cause you’re never coming backNo, you’re never coming backCook me in your breakfastAnd put me on your plate‘Cause you know I taste greatYeah, you know I taste greatAt the hop, it’s greaseball heavenWith candy pants and Archie tooPut me in your dry dreamOr put me in your wetIf you haven’t yetNo, if you haven’t yetLight me with your candleAnd watch the flames grow highNo, it doesn’t hurt to tryIt doesn’t hurt to tryWell, I won’t stop all of my pretendingThat you’ll come homeYou’ll be coming home someday soonPut me in your blue skiesOr put me in your greyThere’s gotta be some wayThere’s gotta be some wayPut me in your tongue tieMake it hard to sayThat you ain’t gonna stayThat you ain’t gonna stayWrap me in your marrowStuff me in your bonesSing a mending moanA song to bring you home www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20