B0002nrrb0001013 Lyrics & Chords By Devendra Banhart

I'd rather dance with you than talk with you So why don't we just move into the other room There's space for us to shake, and hey, I like this tune Even if I could...read more

Oh, where is your inflammatory writ Your text that would incite a light, be lit Our music deserving devotion unswerving Cry "Do I deserve her?" with unflagging fervor Well, no...read more

Death, she must have been your will A bone beneath the reaper's veil With your voice my belly sunk And I began to feel so drunk Candle, candle, on my clock Oh Lord, I must...read more

A boy with a coin he found in the weeds With bullets and pages of trade magazines Close to a car that flipped on the turn When God left the ground to circle the world Yeah, yeah,...read more

I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm in the prime of my life. Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives. I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck...read more