Half of the Way (feat. Theo Katzman) - Vulfpeck

He's the mayor of Lonely Town, population: one Population: one Staring a hole in the ground, staring at the sun (Oh, woah) And I'm starting to feel like he might be real Like he's something I might become Running for mayor of Lonely Town, population: one See the mayor of Lonely Town standing in the square At the county fair Shouting his message out But there's no one there (Oh, there) And the silence surrounds but he's lost in the sound Of their army of fifes and drums Marching for mayor of Lonely Town, population: one (Sha, bada, bada, bada, bada) If you want to go to Lonely Town Just pay the fare (Babada, dabada, dabada) Unless you're with me Then you'll get in for free, 'cause, baby I know the mayor (Dadadoh) No one seems to want to be near; they all run away But deep inside, a song you can hear Calling out your name Well the mayor of Lonely Town, tucking into bed (Oh-oh) What's inside his head? Visions of sugarplums and loneliness (Oh, yes) Now we've all got to be what we want to be But that doesn't seem quite so fun To be the mayor of Lonely Town, population Staring a hole in the ground, population Mayor of Lonely Town, population: One (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)

I'm just a piece of food Left in the midday sun That all the insects eat While all the juices run And they don't waste a thing They put it all to use And once the queen is fed All that's left of me is you (mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm) All that's left of me is you (ooh-ooh, ooh) All that's left of me is you (ooh-ooh) All that's left of me is you (ooh-ooh, ooh) All that's left of me is you I'm just a friendly ghost In an abandoned room Above an old garage Vacant since '92 And when you shine a light Oh-oh, oh, baby, it shines right through There's nothing here to see All that's left of me is you, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh All that's left of me is you (ooh-ooh, ooh) All that's left of me is you (boo-boo, boo) All that's left of me is you (ooh-ooh, ooh) All that's left of me is you All that's left of me is you (ooh-ooh, ooh) All that's left of me is you All that's left of me is you (ooh-ooh, ooh) All that's left of me is you

Don't prevail, just do your best Leave the fortune for the rest Hang the necklace at your breast Help me zip my denim vest Stop the car and pick some fruit Get you in your birthday suit To the lake to have a swim This is where it all begins Leave the talking to the weak We don't even have to speak Twenty-three's the time to beat Spend the rest on chocolate treats Grab your bag and crack the beer We'll drink the whole damn thing right here With our souls so close, so near Fifty feet from doves and deer Lay the blanket in the sand Curl your toes up in my hand Now your wish is my command On this ancient sacred land I was driving, driving, driving, and I Lost my cell phone We might get blown But I know we'll get home Drivin' on the country backroads I'll lose my cell phone We might get blown But I know we'll get home Drivin' on the country backroads I'll lose my cell phone, yeah And we might get blown But I, I know we'll get home Drivin' on the country backroads Drivin' on the country backroads

(Haven't even known you a day) Packed a bookbag, socks and sneakers, and dress shoes just in case Sky bound for my home town, to the north shore on a Sunday Gave a kiss to my lady friend, she's a sweet talk and a sweet taste Gave thanks for my family, thanks to my friends, I'm getting shit-faced, oh well This Long Island, it's a desolate place A far cry from my first love, Michigan sweet talk, and my sweet taste A long way from the long lost dreams, left broken on a California freeway This Brooklyn Oh, Brooklyn You make Detroit feel so far away And I've only known you a day (I haven't even known you a day) yeah, yeah, yeah True like New York, but you lie like L.A. And I've only known you a day (I haven't even known you a day) Hopped a southbound train from Bleecker to the Park Slope real estate Looked around for a sit-down brunch with all-you-can-eat poundcake Found a few, maybe six or seven, free coffee and free champagne I haven't seen such a free time living since my sixteenth birthday, yeah oh well This Long Island, it's a desolate place A far cry from my first love, Michigan sweet talk, and my sweet taste A long way from the long lost dreams, left broken on a California freeway This Brooklyn Oh, Brooklyn, yeah You make Detroit feel so far away And I've only known you a day (I haven't even known you a day) yeah, yeah, yeah True like New York, but you lie like L.A. And I've only known you a day (I haven't even known you a day) Woah, you make Detroit feel so far away And I've only known you a day I haven't even known you a day, yeah, yeah, yeah True like New York, but you lie like L.A. And I've only known you a day I haven't even known you a day Known you a day I've only known you a day Known you a day Ooh, I've only known you a day Known you a day Known you a day, yeah