"Fruit Bat" lyrics
"Fruit Bat"
Sleeping in the silo, talking in the stairs
How to get away from here? How to be a tender man?
Walking on a tight rope, funny little game
How to skip past the stream? How to climb the olive tree?
I know something you don't know
Somehow in the dead of night, we're like bunny and the reptile
I need something you don't seem to need
A sweeter goodbye, I'm like a fruit bat hangin' tight
See you on a red eye, funny little game
How to make you disappear? How to make you reappear?
I'll be softer like your mother, olive in the stream
You look like a portrait of your dad
I know something you don't know
Somehow in the dead of night, we're like bunny and the reptile
I need something you don't seem to need
Sweeter goodbye, I'm like a fruit bat hangin' tight
I feel something you don't seem to feel
Somehow in the dead of night, we're like bunny and the reptile
I need something you don't seem to need
Sweeter goodbye, I'm like a fruit bat hangin' tight
I'm like a fruit bat hangin' tight, hm-hm
Hm-hm, hm
I'm like a fruit bat hangin' tight, ah-ha
Hm-hm
Hm-hm, hm
Hm-hm, hm
Hm-hm, hm
Hm-hm, hm
Hm-hm
Writer(s): Nanna Bryndis Hilmarsdottir, Ragnar Thorhallsson, Arnar Rosenkranz Hilmarsson, Josh Kaufman
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album:
"All Is Love And Pain In The Mouse Parade" (2025)
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