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The White Knuckle Express

アーティスト:The Fatima Mansions  アルバム:Viva Dead Ponies 

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This truck stop: rancid gravy A man with no hands waving and the dog 'round my leg bumps and grinds It rains for miles out there on mud and tar and still air and the fungus-lined gap between stinking towns Pork-Eyes got him a brand new hand He's gonna grasp you He won't ask you and he'll tell you it's all your fault CHORUS: The cup runneth over, your jaws to bless on the white-knuckle express She is (grace?) naked, I cannot see her face She slides across me I am wearing a collar and a tie We're tuneful, cute and giving See, that's how we make our living In a hall full of corpses, we'd smile and bounce on Some say it's aimless bullshit but they come from big houses


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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