| | Gumbo Lyrics Artist(Band):Phish
His car is trapped in the snow He's planning a family vacation But he just can't go Around the next corner's a red bird His feathers are trapped in a sling He's passed by some gunslinging parrot (he's been trashed by some gunslinging parrot) Who's jealous he ain't got no grin There ain't no time to stash the gumbo Or rattle around in a cage The sacrificed child's made bubbles And spittle is everywhere enraged In THE hot sand *i render* I RAN ON my feet (in the hot sand i render my feet) They're blistered and caked with debris Chez rolez is guarding the tote board While Angry piddles with glee There's a fool writing notes out on sandpaper He's sending them off to himself He gets them a couple days later Who put them along his top shelf If you get tired of shavings And carve up a good hunk of wood Remembering to check on the sausage He's got cooking somewhere look good (he's got cooking somewhere but good) If you find some error in Gumbo Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review about Gumbo Part rock, part funk, with interestingly wierd lyrics | Reviewer: Mark | 8/20/2005 As far as the beat goes, it is unusually straightforward for Phish. But most of the time they do some funky jamming. And don't try to figure the lyrics. I don't think they mean anything. Is this review helpful to you? Yes No Review the song Gumbo The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Phish" Music | |
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