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Mike Doughty
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Lorna Zauberberg
作詞:Michael Doughty
Wait for your train in my car by the station On the wheel, my hands are burning from the cold What do you dream as you doze against the window? And will you tell the dream when you come home?
Virility is in the house of lesser than And in breakfast we get by on charm alone The sun beats down on immaculate beige carpets And the plank of spoons bounce off the off-white wall
I flipped through the music that you left All the old cassettes that lean against the wall 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 I ate all the peaches off the shelf And I rearranged the cans into a poem
Vicious mobs of candy-ravers stalk the night And methadonians sleep right where they stand A weeping tranny is cradling a steak knife And you're happily slugging Rob Roys with your man
I fold all the sweaters in the drawer And I smelled your smell and I held one to my nose Lay awake to the drizzle on window As the swan neck of the fan sweeps back and forth
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