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Ouija - Conor Oberst & LYRICS. From the album "Water" in 1993 when he was 13. Conor is in a band called Bright Eyes. OUIJA A natural noise Is free in the air Trying so hard to give the whole block a scare And that voice so true in my ear I go next door just to be near to it Practice is done Go outside for a smoke Listen to some more of Porter's jokes No more now man Please turn it down Because if you don't we all might bust a gut (yeah yeah) We just might bust a gut Words don't quite explain EVERYTHING I'M TRYING TO SAY I don't know where to go I GUESS I'LL JUST ASK THE OUIJA BOARD It doesn't know EVERY INCH OF ME IS A GUN About to go off I FEEL MYSELF I'M FALLING RIGHT IN Guys we'll be alright We sit and talk For most of the night Another cool game with the strobe light And that's not all there's something I lack Dirty little boy is a lumberjack. (tonight) Clint's really cool and I don't mean to hurt But that really is a star chopping shirt Oh no no man The lynch man's attacking again Good thing we have a psychotic like friend Oh yeah To eat some heads for us Words don't quite explain EVERYTHING I'M TRYING TO SAY I don't know where to go I GUESS I'LL JUST ASK THE OUIJA BOARD It doesn't know EVERY INCH OF ME IS A GUN About to go off AS I TRY TO HOLD MYSELF DOWN Guys we'll be alright You guys are so good but you think you suck For the last time My brothers not a big Hessian Yeah here comes Dale Just pulled up in his bus I'm in love with Lisa from Toys 'R' US 'Cos Lisa's straight edge The rest of you aren't Offer us a joint But we're too smart to begin Yeah it sure means a lot To have you guys here To light up dead smoke And bring Porter a beer