Underneath our pacing feet is a carpet
That we picked out together in the fall
Mmm soft to the touch, it didn’t cost much
Just a ticket to the movies
And we took it home and rolled it out
And laid there til the dawn
Underneath our tired house is a slab of stone
Mmm as beautiful as marble
we bought it on the telephone
And anytime we’re bumpin’ and scratchin’
And kickin’ in the kitchen
That old stone will hold us
And stop the floor from caving in
We’ve got so much
Becky, can you hear me?
We’ve got so much working for us
We’ve got so much
Becky, can you hear me?
We’ve got so much working for us
Underneath this singer is a child
Terrified of letting someone in
But you roughed her up and gave her love
Like she’s never known before
And now she’s playing like a child again
Yeah we’ve got so much
Becky, can you hear me?
We’ve got so much working for us
We’ve got so much
Becky, can you hear me?
We’ve got so much working for us
(ooooooo ha ha)
The garden that we planted just started growing
And the berries and the flowers are barely showing
And any time the fuss doesn’t feel worth it
Just remember all the roots beneath the surface
‘Cause we’ve got so much
Becky, can you hear me?
We’ve got so much working for us
So much!
Can you hear me, yeah?
We’ve got so much
We’ve got so much
We’ve got so much (yeah)
We’ve got so much
We’ve got so much (yeah)
We’ve got so much
The deep, dreamy music from this L.A. artist puts the emphasis on his soft, soulful vocals, resulting in low-lit love songs for late nights. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 18, 2016