The Blood That We're Made Of

A little Mates of State for you. This band simply consists of a couple. The lady plays organ and the man plays drums. I love the organ in this song.
Download mp3: Mates of State - Ha Ha.

Ha Ha

I can't tell what kind of life I've led today
All that's known is what's debatable again

Oh, I can't see where you are
Where is the problem?
Squared-off, all bother
We're not to blame

And I can't see the darker wood
Squared-off, all bother
Where is the problem?
We're not to blame

I can't tell what kind of life I've led today
All that's known is what's debatable again

And I imagine I will see you there
You will have long flowers in your hair
I imagine I will see you there

This is the blood that we're made of
So tell it like a chronicle

Who's dancing all around?
Let's give it to me, give it to me now

And I imagine I will see you there
You will have long flowers in your hair
The telegram said: are you gonna call our way home?

I imagine I will see you there
Can't you hear the laughter in the air?
The telegram said: are you gonna call our way home?

And I imagine I will see you there
I know it's stout but it's shallow
I'm not aware
The telegram said: who rejuvenated your eyes, boy?

This is the blood that we're made of
Go tell it like a chronicle

We're dancing all around
Let's give it to me, give it to me now

This is the blood that we're made of
Go tell it like a chronicle