Ben Kaimana Diamond / Son Stone

Lyrics

I’ve been wond’ring in an elemental daydream
Primary neon weighing me down
I lost my deer tick in this fairytale snowdrift
Your perfume toothbrush is turning me around

A half an hour and a shower on a Tuesday,
I got all wound up when I came off the bend
Black-light messages are sending me in circles
The ocean rises and it falls back again

You know, this jelly, it ain’t my jam
You know, this jelly, it ain’t my jam

I laid some honey on a dime store manikin
Milk-stout moonshine, a needle in a can
I took an onion to her varicose sideburn
She pulled a preacher and she made off in the van

I’m on the outskirts of an existential breakdown
Primary fallacy of blistering sound
I’m on the inside of a double-barrel shotgun
Pull the trigger when my feet hit the ground

You know, this jelly, it ain’t my jam
You know, this jelly, it ain’t my jam

I found a quarter in the middle of a blind maze
A Franklin greenback and a blotter full of sand
A conversation with the turning of a red leaf
Answers to questions I don’t understand

I’m on the outskirts of an existential breakdown
Primary fallacy of blistering sound
I’m on the inside of a double-barrel shotgun
Pull the trigger when my feet hit the ground

You know, this jelly, it ain’t my jam
You know, this jelly, it ain’t my jam