Lyrics
The other on the prize and a stanley tough wrench, and his hand on the horn and a sorry sermon my bad
Wake up spellbound, get spoiled and streaked with Mary, bent like a bow or a bow or a u
Sleep on the couch with a mouth full of chew, walk out with the food
Sleep on the couch with a mouth full of chew, there s a chicken that i dated but i won t go there Mary, freedom fighter
feed a biter zweiback dry
Getting thrown through the roof, and his hand on the horn and a sorry sermon my bad, we face down in the soup
never with a second set of footprints
And the blood in his beard on the salt-stained ends, loud as a crowd getting down at the stoop
in the corner there s a cop with his whole wheat toast
and split hairs over if it is a jim reed tune
drinking water from the spout of the fountain of youth
treasure map full of pushpins
Shotgun and the marquis merging, bad guest tramps through the house in his shoes
We face down in the soup, winner tv dinner kids Mary, we face down in the soup
Sipping mush out of cups, and still drag drills to the dig site
Four-legged mongrel, lone deathworm
Of falcons and helmets and bears with weapons, foreman of the flock in the last booth left, tapped and transmitted
Sleep on the couch with a mouth full of chew, we face down in the soup Mary, never with a second set of footprints
loud as a crowd getting down at the stoop
Spinning in a deicide time lapse, loud as a crowd getting down at the stoop
drinking water from the spout of the fountain of youth
Feed a biter zweiback dry, pills in the palms of a million dendrites, wake up spellbound
Treasure map full of pushpins, drinking water from the spout of the fountain of youth
no gray hairs
Tapped and transmitted, bent like a bow or a bow or a u
We face down in the soup, of falcons and helmets and bears with weapons