Deep Cut

I’m never looking for a diamond in spring

I’d rather hold a rock that’s purple yellow green

And when the band plays everybody’s favorite song

But the one I’m waiting on

Never comes

Grandma told me there’s a pot to every lid

It’s hard to hide behind a pro when there’s a quid

And when the band plays that familiar melody

The one that no one knows but me

And you

Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah

I wanna be your deep cut

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Oh I wanna know, can you be mine?

Yeah yeah

I wanna be your deep cut

I play the hits cause they’re stuck in my head

But don’t be worried, ‘cause the monoculture’s dead

The only song that makes me feel like I’m alive

like it was written stuck in time

Sounds like you

Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah

I wanna be your deep cut

Oh, I wanna know can you be mine?

Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah

I wanna be your deep cut

Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah

I already know that you are mine

Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah

You're my song to sing, you're my song to sing

Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah

I wanna be your song that nobody else knows

Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah

(Ohh)

I wanna be your deep cut

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah