Текст песни Soul Coughing - Down to This, слова песни Soul Coughing

Текст песни Soul Coughing - Down to This

Soul Coughing - Down to This слова песни

You get the anklesAnd I get the wrists.You get the anklesAnd I get the wrists.You get the anklesAnd I get the wrists.You come down to this.Nerves are upAnd the eyes all screwyBlood like a panfulOf boiling ratatouilleHang from the axles of a box carFollow the dotted lineLike a steer to chicagoTo the hooks of the chicago manI get all tripped upMy eyes turn to waterRug burns from a shag rugStruck dumb in the presencePolyester burns from a jacketRub the skin thinBreak down in a dinerThen I pay the billCashier toothpick stuck in the groundTiny lawnmower to mow me downI could get lost in a lunchboxLie low in the mittens in the lost and found

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Down to This

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