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by hobo johnson

For three of you.

A song. Lyrics below.




Peach Scone

By Hobo Johnson



Oh, listen up

Young man, there's a—there's a young man, he writes stories

He's a writer, a little writer boy

He falls in love with a girl, girl already has a boyfriend

She kinda loves him back, but not really

They're just really good friends, and that's fine

He understands, it's rational



Hi, what's your name? How are you? How’s your life?

Oh, you got a man? Are you in love? If so, what type?

Is it just platonic, strictly just as friends

Or the type that ties you two together 'til tomorrow’s end?

If it is, disregard every time I call you pretty

Though it’s meant sincerely, it’s just my imagination drifting

Brush me off like the dirt on Jay-Z’s shoulders

So I fall to ground, collect myself and get ready to take over your heart

Or at least your spare time



And I love the thought of being with you

Or maybe it’s the thought of not being so alone!

Hey, the second one’s way sadder than the first one

But I don’t know

I love the thought of being with you

Or maybe it’s the thought of not being so alone!

The second one’s way sadder than the first one

But I don’t know



We should go and get a friggin' cup of coffee

And I’ll act friendly and I won’t pull any stunts

But I’m a little stunt puller from birth

So I don’t know what to tell you

If I try to confess my love for... scones

I just wanna say something real quick, please shh, listen

I love... these scones

Just the diversity between the selection they have here

The blueberry, the raspberry, strawberry, pumpkin

Even which is basically a friggin' squash

How they gonna make a scone out of a freaking squash?

That shit blows my mind

That's Elon Musk just in his little lab cooking up, baby

But what were you talking about?

Oh yeah, your boyfriend made you mad the other day?

What was he saying? Oh, what do I think? Hm...

He was being mean at that part—point?

But I'm sure he's gonna turn around at some... point, as well

And



I love the thought of being with you

Or maybe it’s the thought of not being so alone!

The second one’s way sadder than the first one

But I don’t know

I love the thought of being with you, whoa, whoa, whoa

Or maybe it’s the thought of not being so alone!

Shit, I love being—I love being loved, but

Don't like crying on the phone



Yeah, what’s going on?

Oh yeah, she told me a lot about you, yeah, uh-huh

It’s so great you’re doing all of those things

You should keep doing all of them I think

Oh yeah, my name’s Hobo Johnson

People like to say I'm a rapper, I'm actually not

I produced this myself, I'm hella f*cking proud of it

But yeah, she like—she's so nice

She was so nice and cared about me, no one else did

Literally, I don't think I've ever felt love before that

She's a peach... scone

She's a peach scone, yes

And



I love the thought of being with her

I just really hope that she doesn't get hurt, y'know?

They say it takes two years to come back down to Earth

From that lovely place that you’ve been, I heard it’s so nice

Good for you guys, I'm—I'm glad (Being so alone!)

And if you find someone who loves you for who you are

Keep loving 'em, man

'Cause that shit happens like, once in a lifetime, y'know?

And who am I to get in the way of someone living their lifetime y'know?

And I hope you're doing really well, I haven't talked to you in a while

But uh, I found someone else who really loves me for who I am

But I don't call them enough, and that's why they moved away

I'm gonna call them right now, she wants me to call her

Okay, bye


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