Kangaroo - Orlando

He's a person with a lot of opinions
His eyes give his story away
And when he asks me for a little attention
I never know what i should say

Orlando, Orlando, you gotta be nice to me
I'm in a terrible place
Orlando, Orlando, you gotta do better
Just look at the look on my face

If i am wrong i admit it
But i get stuck here without an escape
And if i fuck up correct me
But i am down here without an escape rope

I'm owed a favor from the filter repairman
But nobody picks up the phone
And when the weather turns a little bit sour
Why can't you just leave me alone?

Escape to the safety of relative quiet
At home with the exorcist on
Orlando, Orlando, you gotta be nice to me
I cannot wait to be gone

If i am wrong i admit it
But i get stuck here without an escape
And if i fuck up correct me
But i am down here without an escape rope

Written by:
Gabe Smoller

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