so begins our alabee

Of Montreal

And so begins begins our odyssey,
And we begin begin our odyssey,
And so begins begins our odyssey.

The aria is bleeding and the boyish voice is leaving,
I?ve been an evil tenor I filled the innocent's doe eyes with glue,
You?re my only softness you?re my only pleasure it?s true,
And I never want to be your little friend the abject failure.

And so begins begins our odyssey,
And we begin begin our odyssey,
And so begins begins our odyssey.

The chrysalis is breaking and the super ego?s waking,
I?ve been a gloomy Petrarch with a quill as weepy as Dido,
You?re my mousy aesthete you?re my bouyant cherub it?s true,
And I never want to be your little friend the abject failure.