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drumsville - soul coughing lyrics

careening
sally forth and circle back
made him dance to the kid growing up to be a pop star
drunken crying debonair
oh, there’s a place where chocolate tastes like skin on the hummingbird guitar television cowboys
and the white tail man succumbs
singing, “hat in hand, no hat stand, hat in hand”
hat in hand, no hat stand

my brother, your words can be held against you in a court of law
my sister, you owe no allegiance to the facts, yeah
my lover, where do you go when the night comes sliding, curling?
sk*nking towards drumsville
you let it all slide, slide, slide, slide, slide
sk*nking towards drumsvillе
you let it all slide, slide, slidе, slide, slide

nonsense
verbal beating, you can dance
in a room so deep in a sweat transaction
you’ll always come back
and will always wait right here
and my love for you is greater than the bass room
and the bus stop girl succumbs
singing, “alibi, over where the planes fly, alibi”
alibi, over where the planes fly
my brother, your words can be held against you in a court of law
my sister, you owe no allegiance to the facts, yeah
my lover, where do you go when the night comes sliding, curling?
oh, sk*nking towards drumsville
you let it all slide, slide, slide, slide, slide
sk*nking towards drumsville
you let it all slide, slide, slide, slide, slide

and the upstate boy succumbs
singing, “second chance, no slam dance, second chance”
second chance, no slam dance

my brother, your words can be held against you in a court of law
my sister, you owe no allegiance to the facts, yeah
my lover, where do you go when the night comes sliding, curling?

turning, turning white [?]
the falcon cannot hear the falconer
some rough beast
moving its slow thighs, yeah
gaze blank and pill*less as the sun
uh, slouches towards bethlehem to be born

and i’m down
when a groove meets your hips
and i’m down
like the cancer on your lips
and i’m talking like the saint on the side of the accident
and i’m talking like the saint on the side of the accident
and i’m talking like the saint on the side of the accident
and i’m talking like the saint on the side of the accident
and i’m talking like the passer*by
screen goes down now
on your big black leather shoes
screen goes down now
on your big black leather shoes
screen goes down now
on your big black leather shoes
turning, turning white [?]

- soul coughing lyrics

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