Glass Animals - Cocoa Hooves (Slowed Down)

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Requested by user 'Crøss' || A slowed-down version of the song 'Cocoa Hooves' by Glass Animals ||

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this is such a vibe!! every song by glass animals is absolutely amazing, whether their music is slowed down or not :))

Catwoman-zrmc
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i feel like im on another plane of existence and everything is calm

el-vywc
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I love all your music <x, D Thanks again

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I'm going to do something rare and comment before I've listened to this admission. I love this song, as of yesterday I was elevated out of my seat road tripping to Pala from LaLa Land at 3am, bass and volume cranked up to properly give the mind body and spirit the deep tissue experience this abundance of joyous melodious cornuconsciousness deserveth. So I will now check this out in slowed form to determine if this 352 thumbs up at this time to zero thumbs down is truly deserved. Does the grading scale get more stringent when the approval rating is 352 yay to 0 nay? I will be honest but going in, I'm skeptical because this song is so great as is. Slowed down should sound cool as far as tone value goes but the vocals? Not sure, here we go...

mytrigger
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Is it bad that I still can't tell if its the Leaflings version or the ZABA version of this song? I wanna assume Leaflings but idk

ConnorGunningham
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This old goat with beard of grey
He turns his leather gripped cane
Those times you clapped and called for quiet
They've come to hold you, ain't that nice
He packs a fat oom paul to
Jib and make home-baked perfume
Sips froth from soft, warm joe
Snug eiderdown bedclothes

You know, you know the way that I...

Come on you hermit
You never fight back
Why don't you play with bows and arrows
Why don't you dance like
You're sick in your mind
Why don't you set your wings on fire

You slick back that wiry mane
A neat tucked slice
Deep trees sleep on the dank lawn
And scratch the slate
You finger down that waxen line
Between your breasts
A squeaky pain upon each breath
The plumbers left

You know the way that I feel

Come on you hermit
You never fight back
Why don't you play with bows and arrows
Why don't you dance like
You're sick in your mind
Why don't you set your wings on fire

Come on you hermit
Why don't you play nice
Why don't you toy with sex and violence
Why don't you stare back
Into my huge eye
Why don't you set my wings on fire

joelberish