AMPHABIAN – “I Am A Dinosaur / Marinate” – Lyrics
I am a Dinosaur
Walking through the door
I am a Dinosaur
Can you hear me roar?
I am a Dinosaur
Stomping on your floor
I am a Dinosaur
No one sees me anymore
I used to think that I was King
Now I’m a Dinosaur (he’s just a Dinosaur)
I thought that I knew everything
Now I’m a Dinosaur (he’s just a Dinosaur)
I once was on top of my game
Now I’m a Dinosaur (he’s just a Dinosaur)
I never ever doubted my aim
But now I’m a Dinosaur (he’s just a Dinosaur)
“Time Out!” “Time Out!” – I don’t need nothing better
“Time Out!” “Time Out!” – I don’t care about the weather
“Time Out!” “Time Out!” – We won’t ever get together
“Time Out!” “Time Out!” – No, nothing lasts forever
I’m a Dinosaur
Walking through the door
I am a Dinosaur
Can you hear me roar?
I am a Dinosaur
Stomping on your floor
I am a Dinosaur
No one sees me anymore
People used to know my name
Now I’m a Dinosaur (he’s just a Dinosaur)
I used to live life in the fast lane
Now I’m a Dinosaur (he’s just a Dinosaur)
My computer used to be insane!
Now it’s just a Dinosaur (it’s only single core!)
I thought that things would stay the same
Now they’re all just Dinosaurs (they’re all just Dinosaurs)
“Time Out!” “Time Out!” – I don’t need nothing better
“Time Out!” “Time Out!” – I don’t care about the weather
“Time Out!” “Time Out!” – We won’t ever get together
“Time Out!” “Time Out!” – No, nothing lasts forever
I’m a Dinosaur
Walking through the door
I am a Dinosaur
Can you hear me roar?
I am a Dinosaur
Stomping on your floor
I am a Dinosaur
No one sees me anymore (time out, time out)
I’m a Dinosaur…
Walking through the door (time out, time out)
I am a Dinosaur
Can you hear me roar? (time out, time out)
I am a Dinosaur
Stomping on your floor (time out, time out)
I am a Dinosaur
I can’t learn stuff anymore
Stomping on, stompin’ on, all over your floor
Stomping on, stompin’ on, all over your floor
AMPHABIAN – “Marinate” (Lyrics)
Dumb-dumb ditty
Is getting kind of gritty
When you’re looking for the kitty
But you only find time
From the inner city
It isn’t very pretty
But if you think you’re very witty
You can drink the wine
Can I take you up to Alaska?
Can I then take you down to Rome?
How about Nebraska?
Or would you rather just stay at home?
Sometimes you’ve just got to wait
Sometimes you’ve got to let it marinate
“Tough titty!,” said the kitty, “But the milk is still good!”
Good, good, good
Can I take you up to Alaska?
Can I then take you down to Rome?
How about Nebraska?
Or would you rather just stay at home?
Itty-bitty
It’s getting kind of shitty
If you’re looking for some pitty
Betta’ stand in line
Oh no!
I think we betta’ go
I think it’s gonna blow
And this is all I really know
Can I take you up to Alaska?
Can I then take you down to Rome?
How about Nebraska?
Or would you rather just stay at home?
Sometimes you’ve just got to wait
Sometimes you’ve got to let it marinate
“Tough titty!,” said the kitty, “But the milk is still good!”
Can I take you up to Alaska?
Can I then take you down to Rome?
How about Nebraska?
Or would you rather just stay at home?
“Tough titty!,” said the kitty, “But the milk is still good!”
“The milk is still good!”
“Tough titty!,” said the kitty, “But the milk is still good!”
The milk is still good!
The milk is still good!
Sometimes you’ve just got to wait
You have to let it marinate
Sometimes you’ve just got to wait
You have to let it marinate
Can I take you up to Alaska?
Can I then take you down to Rome?
How about Nebraska?
Or would you rather just stay at home?
Sometimes you’ve just got to wait
Sometimes you’ve got to let it marinate
“Tough titty!,” said the kitty, “But the milk is still good!”
Can I take you up to Alaska?
Can I then take you down to Rome?
How about Nebraska?
Or would you rather just stay at home?
F.I. Thibodeaux (BMI) / Steven Cravis Music (BMI)