Atmosphere In Her Music Box Lyrics

In Her Music Box Lyrics

She had a bad dream in the back seat

the same one  as yesterday, the same
one as last week

surrounded by her favorite favorites,

elmo,
barbie, her purple baby blanket

and that little match box looks just like
dads car

its fast on the lever, pretends its nascar

it jumps over
elmo cause it can fly that far

with daddy in the front seat frontin' like
a rapstar



hey girl, oh girl daddys the greatest

he knows the
words to everything on the radio playlist

he fakes the accent even makes
all the faces

and when he raises his voice it makes him feel like he's
famous



yea papa got his lean on

weavin down lake street
tryin to get his scene on

stop in the whip to say somethin out the
window

bobbin' his head to the beat on the radio

good daddy wont
smoke no weed 

until the bass cradles her back to sleep

but he can
steak his mack while she takes a nap

to the sweet pretty sounds of the
gangster rap

the high hats are angels voices

they keep her
distracted from the strangest voices

escape is a paradox, because the
childhood is locked in that music box



chorus:

daddys drive
around, mommys work night shifts

sweet dreams, sleep little precious

lay down in that music box, escape in the sound of that music box

(x2)



yea, daddy knows people hes important

the guy with
the suit and tie they see at the court

and it seems like he aint tryin to
talk to police

but at the car wash they treat him like the star that she
sees

they like papas big wheels

and the lollipop she gets makes her
feel like a big deal

not allowed to have it yet, gotta sit still

like the toy that she knows is gunna come with the kids meal



she
loves drive-thru food

health conscious dad, he buys her the juice

a
little sip of soda, builds the pride

go ahead baby girl dont spill those
fries

nuh uh papa cant roll a messy office

compulsive in the way
she laid them napkins all across the seat

never puts her feet up on the
upholstery

just kicks em side to side to the beat .. on the radio

she sings along like dad does

she knows all the words but she leaves
out the bad ones

except bitch, she always sings the word bitch

cause it makes her daddy laugh, its her magic trick



and when
daddy picks mommy up they fight

they fights about money they fight about
life

so she concentrates so so hard on the music

and loses herself
inside of the bass and the movement



chorus (x2)



turn
that buick off.