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bodysnatchers - dave rawlings machine lyrics

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everything’s predictable in little river towns
barges and tobacco, drinking straight kentucky brown
mama’s bunions swelling when there’s evil creeping round
like bodysn-tchers

you know she used to tell me she was gazing out at sp-ce
i can feel them coming down to pilfer and erase
and i should have told you the first time that i saw you face to face
that you’re a bodysn-tcher

i sold my soul for something up on barford hatches
twenty years of lining down the tracks
mama said next time you see the bodysn-tchers
tell them all they’d better get back

you better get back, get back, get back
better get back you bodysn-tchers
better get back, get back, get back
you better get back you bodysn-tchers

each mississippi river queen tries to play the saint
this far down the river you pretend you what you ain’t
i’m the son of a son of a pioneer gun, i slather on the paint
like a bodysn-tcher

the nameless tombstones crumble o’er the graves of cairo kings
when there’s high water everywhere it covers everything
and when the sun comes out of nowhere you can hear the birdies sing
you’re the bodysn-tcher

i sold my soul for something up on barford hatches
twenty years and lining down the track
mama said next time you see the bodysn-tchers
tell them all they’d better get back

you better get back, get back, get back
you better get back you bodysn-tchers
better get back, get back, get back
you better get back you bodysn-tchers

i guess if it was up to me i’d probably let you live
but mama, when you cross her, she’s slower to forgive
she’ll stick you full of pins and leave you bleeding like a sieve
for bodysn-tching

so when you come around here you best be waving something white
a pillowcase or a handkerchief ought to get the message right
and you oughta try not thieving things in the middle of the night
don’t be a bodysn-tcher

i sold my soul for something up on barford hatches
twenty years of lining down the track
mama said next time you see the bodysn-tchers
tell them all they’d better get back

you better get back, get back, get back
better get back you bodysn-tchers
you better get back, get back, get back
you better get back you bodysn-tchers

- dave rawlings machine lyrics

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