The Dear Hunter - Smiling Swine (remix) lyrics

I woke alone, put on my coat, ran for the door Down the stairs, and made it to the second floor Stopped by the squeaky wheel, a smiling swine Stunned by the sight and fearing what's behind Hey there he pleasantly began Good day he telescoped his hand Is there a service I can possibly propose? Ms. Leading seems to me to be a proper bu*terfly Then I suggest you pack your bags and learn to drive Tucked in my shirt, and finally made my way outside He broke the scene, a Machiavellian dandelion Blissfully plucked from the bloom of another But all the while She was still fresh in my mind And though this might be premature But ambition strikes just when the mood is right The mood is right Now all the while, now all the while She is still fresh in my mind, she's fresh in my mind And though it might sound premature But ambition strikes just when the mood is right The mood is right Oh Now all the while, now all the while She is still stuck in my mind, she's stuck in my mind And though it might sound premature, oh But ambition strikes me when the mood is right, the mood is right And the mood is right, the mood is right Oh Now all the while, now all the while She is still stuck in my mind, she's stuck in my mind And though it might sound premature But ambition strikes me when the mood is right, the mood is right And the mood is right, oh Now all the while, now all the while She is still stuck in my mind, still stuck in my mind And though it might sound premature, oh But ambition strikes me when the mood is right, when the mood is right And the mood is right, and the mood is right Now all the while, now all the while She is still stuck in my mind, she's stuck in my mind And though it might sound premature, oh But ambition strikes me when the mood is right, when the mood is right And the mood is right One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight One, two, three, four One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight One, two, three, four One, two, three, four