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Animal Collective - "FloriDada" from 'Painting With' released 2016 on Domino Record Co. Subscribe to Animal Collective on YouTube: http://bit.ly/AnimalCollectiveYT Buy ‘Painting With’ Digital: http://bit.ly/ACPaintingWithi CD/LP: http://bit.ly/ACPaintingWithMart Stream & Save: http://bit.ly/ACPaintingWithStrm Follow Animal Collective: YouTube: https://anco.ffm.to/yt Facebook: https://anco.ffm.to/fb Twitter: https://anco.ffm.to/tw Instagram: https://anco.ffm.to/ig Follow Domino Record Co: YouTube: http://smarturl.it/DominoYT Website: http://smarturl.it/DominoRecordCo Facebook: http://smarturl.it/DominoFB Twitter: http://smarturl.it/DominoTW Instagram: http://smarturl.it/DominoIN Produced by PFFR Directed by PFFR Animated by kyttenjanae & Caleb Wood Edited by Jon Philpot ----------------------------------------------------------------------- FloriDada lyrics: Child of limousines What’s the best place That you have seen all of the hands That you have shook Home of the queen of everything fancy Is there a smell That you can tell gives you some peace sends you to hell all of the beds That you have yearned Is there a dream to where you’d return Where is the plight With the most stars Where do you drink By Echo guitars What’s the best shore Seen from a boat Miniature heads that color the shore line If you could rest A minute to tell Get me some grass Iridescent shells I know there’s a nest Fit with a hatch Sunset a glowin’ Makes us all sweaty I don’t even know where to begin or how I should start these days. The green mountain south or The Clay of the westerns The Maryland meadows at midnight they do have a misty grace Take a trip to blue bayou Find Roy Orbison cryin’ A continent molded from glass or maybe a town I can taste. Dresses that glow on girls from Barcelona I wanna discover the key And open the everywhere place A mix of sky from Montana dipped in FloriDada FloriDada Old demented men Where is the place We can extend Crooked state lines Polka dot signs Say that this place is a state of mind Pretty lip girls Paint me the halls Not on a street Not near a mall Raise me a thumb From human skin That isn’t judged by where it begins Show me the clams Show me the pearls Mail me a note Sent from a world That isn’t so far And always right here Where all the boundaries Have disappeared And all the nights Are stitched with a glue That’s sticking to me And I’ll stick to you I’ll take your hands You’ll take my face And everywhere home will be a good place I found myself there a collagin’ With all of the human race A dancer from Ghana smiling in Tijuana I Frankenstein java with touches of Prada and corn on the plates A smear of gardenia in the fair hair of sweden And maybe I actually visited some sort of mythical place Or was it a future connected by sutures Oh let’s go get lost in the image I made of the everywhere place I see the lads from Osaka dyed in FloriDada FloriDada Where’s the bridge that’s gonna take me home the bridge that someone’s fighting over a bridge that someone’s paying for a bridge so old just let it go