Hallway from Horra by Horra

Bicycles
Aren't lame
They take you to and fro
If you stick to your lane
And don't go to Hell

Small circles
Huge squares
All these dumb shapes
Ma, get 'em out of my hair
They're sending me to Hell

I don't wanna go to Hell
I don't wanna miss the bell
But I don't wanna be the monitor of the hall

Motorcycle
Gangs
I don't wanna pedal no more
I'm gonna wear chains
Since I'm going to Hell

And the angels sang...
I think you're going to Hell!

I just wanna go to Hell
I don't mean to break your bell
But I don't wanna be the monitor of the hall
Give me back my rubber ball!

Michael, don't you know it's maggots?
All their life they been saving just to have this
Michael, don't you know it's maggots?
All their life they been saving just to have this

• Alternative
• antifolk
• flochan
• indie rock
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• New York