Speedy Ortiz

One, two, tell me your big secret I got two more reasons not to keep it Flies on the ceiling Flies on the ceiling Speedy making magic on the speedway Choose your own adventure, or your own way to waste Flies on the ceiling Flies on the ceiling It's a ghost from a story And his boo's getting boring It's a ghost you swear you've seen But it doesn't haunt anything Fingerprinting cops put out a query At a punk show back in hoppers, someone asks what it means To see flies on the ceiling Mating and molting If I cast a spell, it's 'cause I loved you And if you're dead, I'll still wind up above you Lay back, leave it to me Check out the ceiling It's a ghost from a story Closing doors draining heat Gangs cry witches divine Milk the sheep, put it to sleep Silhouette serpentine Take out your belly ring Eyes and eggy cataract cream Eye flies on the ceiling Flies on the ceiling Flies on the ceiling Flies on the ceiling Flies on the ceiling