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you're in rapture my dear
if you ever come near
hell's belt with a frown
turn your town upside down
and here's a little with youth
silly coy and uncouth
i will settle you down
when your menace surrounds
from serene to the sick
many coils that stick
to all our leather boots
rattled with fickled truth
and i am tired of your mouth
when you're talking about
the injustice of speech
on a bus to the beach
the heat up here's divided time
with earthly men on concubine
and circles strangled clever girls
who dress up in their mother's pearls
i remember you still
yellow fangs and sick pills
sucking on your own blood
calling cards to crack up
in a forest with beasts
our old lady found peace
grabbed its tail with her teeth
and drove her son into the sea.
- Album:
- Rose Mountain
- Live at The Hideout
- Chalk Tape
- Ugly
- Power Move
- Castle Talk
- Criminal Image - Single
- Empty Head - Single
- Ripe - Single
- Wishing Well - Single
- Start Your Own Fucking Showspace
- Singles
- 2012-08-16: 92YTribeca, New York, NY, USA
- Paste mPlayer #39
- Stereogum Monthly Mix: January 2013
- Wishing Well
- Baby Teeth
- Live @ Monsterland Studio
- Punk Rock Pot Luck, Volume 3
- Start Your Own Fucking Showspace (Live)