FloriDada is from Animal Collective’s Painting With out February 19, 2016. Lyrics below. <br /> <br />Produced by PFFR <br />Directed by PFFR <br />Animated by kyttenjanae & Caleb Wood <br />Edited by Jon Philpot <br /> <br />Pre-order it today: <br />CD / LP: http://po.st/ACStore <br />Digital: http://po.st/PaintingWithDownload <br /> <br />Animal Collective online: <br />http://www.myanimalhome.net <br />https://www.facebook.com/anmlcollective <br />https://twitter.com/anmlcollective <br /> <br />FloriDada lyrics: <br />Child <br />of limousines <br />What’s the best place <br />That you have seen <br />all of the hands <br />That you have shook <br />Home of the queen of everything fancy <br />Is there a smell <br />That you can tell <br />gives you some peace <br />sends you to hell <br />all of the beds <br />That you have yearned <br />Is there a dream to <br />where you’d return <br />Where is the plight <br />With the most stars <br />Where do you drink <br />By Echo guitars <br />What’s the best shore <br />Seen from a boat <br />Miniature heads that <br />color the shore line <br />If you could rest <br />A minute to tell <br />Get me some grass <br />Iridescent shells <br />I know there’s a nest <br />Fit with a hatch <br />Sunset a glowin’ <br />Makes us all sweaty <br /> <br />I don’t even know where to begin <br />or how I should start these days. <br />The green mountain south or <br />The Clay of the westerns <br /> <br />The Maryland meadows at midnight they do have a misty grace <br />Take a trip to blue bayou <br />Find Roy Orbison cryin’ <br /> <br />A continent molded from glass <br />or maybe a town I can taste. Dresses that glow on <br />girls from Barcelona <br /> <br />I wanna discover the key <br />And open the everywhere place <br />A mix of sky from Montana <br />dipped in FloriDada <br /> <br />FloriDada <br /> <br />Old <br />demented men <br />Where is the place <br />We can extend <br />Crooked state lines <br />Polka dot signs <br />Say that this place is <br />a state of mind <br />Pretty lip girls <br />Paint me the halls <br />Not on a street <br />Not near a mall <br />Raise me a thumb <br />From human skin <br />That isn’t judged by <br />where it begins <br />Show me the clams <br />Show me the pearls <br />Mail me a note <br />Sent from a world <br />That isn’t so far <br />And always right here <br />Where all the boundaries <br />Have disappeared <br />And all the nights <br />Are stitched with a glue <br />That’s sticking to me <br />And I’ll stick to you <br />I’ll take your hands <br />You’ll take my face <br />And everywhere home will <br />be a good place <br /> <br />I found myself there a collagin’ <br />With all of the human race <br />A dancer from Ghana <br />smiling in Tijuana <br />I Frankenstein java with touches of Prada <br />and corn on the plates <br />A smear of gardenia <br />in the fair hair of sweden <br />And maybe I actually visited <br />some sort of mythical place <br />Or was it a future <br />connected by sutures <br />Oh let’s go get lost in the image <br />I made of the everywhere place <br />I see the lads from Osaka <br />dyed in FloriDada <br /> <br />FloriDada <br /> <br />Where’s the bridge that’s gonna take me home the bridge that someone’s fighting over a bridge that someone’s paying for a bridge so old just let it go
