At The Drive-In - Acrobatic TenementSchaffinoand with the money in my hand i'm gonna purchase all the details scrub you clean with my soap opera chirping walking on tip-toed pickpocket fever racing up the scales of your thermometer turnbuckle tournicate clotting the moonshine clotheslined seizures singing happy valentines i found feathers in the hit and run nest omerttas not a prayer on your rosary beads when she knocked me over i looked inside the hearse sprouting chauvanistic swine and written were the words poking butter with this knife allergic to this concubine racing by in a '56 chevy and we couldn't even pretend to be alive... i found feathers in the hit and run nest scrub you clean with my soap opera chirping Index |
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