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Hippo Campus Lyrics


I saw a cigarette contend
It was the smell of death that kept strolling in
Maybe that henna'd back of yours
That held me back, back from keeping score

There goes that moonboy
Looking jungly
With all his leaves a-growing
Split down that long back
He would've thought that
If you got to know him
True blue with your fists up
You little kiss up
Wishin' things were heavy
That's fine in the end though
Where'd all our friends go
We can dip if you're ready

I bet you take me for a fool
Nothing like, like rules the cool sensation of Pollock and Jules
Some weird abandon in the sheets
Though the tongue tastes good
My grammar's falling from the cheeks

There goes that moonboy
Looking jungly
With all his leaves a-growing
Split down that long back
He would've thought that
If you got to know him
True blue with your fists up
You little kiss up
Wishin' things were heavy
That's fine in the end though
Where'd all our friends go
We can dip if you're ready

I was wrong
You were a friendly kid
I was wrong
You were a friendly kid

Fill the rafters
Right field dances
Baseball diamonds
Take our chances out

There's somethin' fiction 'bout the way that reality's going
Seems like the chakra's playing hopscotch
Anxiety growing
Some cordial framework of the sunset
A yellow made out of gray
My bones are tired of the body
That woke me up today

There goes that moonboy
Looking jungly
With all his leaves a-growing
Split down that long back
He would've thought that
If you got to know him
True blue with your fists up
You little kiss up
Wishin' things were heavy
That's fine in the end though
Where'd all our friends go
We can dip if you're ready

I was wrong
You were a friendly kid
I was wrong
You were a friendly kid
I was wrong
I was wrong
I was wrong

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Hippo Campus Brasil

LYRICS

I saw a cigarette contend
It was the smell of death that kept strolling in
Maybe that henna'd back of yours
That held me back, back from keeping score

There goes that moon boy
He's lookin' jungly with all his leaves a-growin'
Split down that long back
He woulda thought that if you had got to know him
True blue with your fists up
You little kiss up, wishin' things were heavy
That's fine in the end though
Where'd all our friends go?
We can dip if you're ready

I bet you take me for a fool
Nothin' like, like rules, the cool sensation of Pollock and Jules
Some weird abandon in the sheets
Though the tongue tastes good, my grammar's fallin' from the cheeks

There goes that moon boy
He's lookin' jungly with all his leaves a-growin'
Split down that long back
He woulda thought that if you had got to know him
True blue with your fists up
You little kiss up, wishin' things were heavy
That's fine in the end though
Where'd all our friends go?
We can dip if you're ready

I was wrong
You were a friendly kid
I was wrong
You were a friendly kid

Fill the rafters
Right field dances
Baseball diamonds
Take our chances out

There's something fiction about the way that reality is going
Seems like the chakras playin' hopscotch
Anxiety a-growin'
Some cordial framework of a sunset
A yellow made out of gray
My bones are tired of the body that woke me up today

There goes that moon boy
He's lookin' jungly with all his leaves a-growin'
Split down that long back
He woulda thought that if you had got to know him
True blue with your fists up
You little kiss up, wishin' things were heavy
That's fine in the end though
Where'd all our friends go?
We can dip if you're ready

I was wrong
You were a friendly kid
I was wrong
You were a friendly kid
I was wrong
I was wrong
I was wrong



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madeleine p.

Why is music the actual best thing in the world?

kris andthebluesurgeons

even though im an artist/writer and have no experience with music, music has saved my life multiple times. like bruh music is epic, tons of respect for musicians out there

catrina

dead.ass.

Sneedies

This song used to be the anthem for my friend group; it fit us all so perfect and it was one of all of our favourite songs. We all used to go to school together and sit in the library every break and talk about books and joke around but, in quarantine, my mum basically kicked me out to go live with my dad because i was miserable living with her and we fought a war almost every evening because she constantly lied to me and was so controlling so, i had to move to a whole new county away from them and start a new school and man, do i miss them. I moved there in September and it's been a month and I've made new friends but they're boring and childish and i hate rich kids and I'm starting to fear that I'm going to grow up away from the best friends i could have and it's really hurting me. I love them both so much and the idea of them moving and growing and forgetting me is completely devastating, it's hard to bear, and having to go through a new school without them sucks so much ass. I would give anything to be there with them at break and talk to them and i hate to think of everything I'm missing and all the things they'll do without me. I don't know what to do. Why is it when something good finally happens, you lose it?

Elena B.

First, I'm sorry you had to go through that. Second, I hope things are going better now. Third, I promise you that they won't forget about you. Over quarantine, I on a whim texted one of my friends who I hadn't talked to in twelve years, and we picked up as if we'd never left off. When you're really close with someone, which it sounds like y'all were, you don't forget about them, and they won't forget about you. You take a part of each other with you wherever you go. You'll still grow and change, but it's really cool when you do get to come back together and see each other and see how each of y'all have grown into wonderful, beautiful people. It's also awesome to see the crazy, chill, cool people you used to be pop out in the best way possible with them. It's unfortunate and awful that y'all can't be together at the moment, but that doesn't mean you won't ever see them again. Day-to-day, it can be rough, but you've got this. Keep your eyes to the sky and also know that there are great friends everywhere you go. :)

Chantel Lee

if my life ever becomes an indie film, this is the song I want playing on repeat. over and over and over

quick lee

not even kidding, i listen to this shit on repeat when i drive, every single time

Yanno

Here two years later. How’s that film rolling along?

Becca Singleton

mood

Itzakolo

@OC Cactus You can't get sick of this.

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