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Текст (слова) песни: Kristin Hersh - Gut Pageant
That fine fever brought us here
Lambasted eyeballs
When we kiss the dirt
The orchids laugh
What a gut pageant
We could play for hours
What a gut pageant
Meat for the flowers
You break out of a paper bag
And wake up on the street
Just kidding
You dont have to go
I asked him why the grass is blue
And stray boys dont go home
Why four a.ms so screwy
He says sleep through it
What a gut pageant
We could play for hours
What a gut pageant
Meat for the flowers
Not too special not too strange
Just the way I like em
You find an empty promise and stick by it
Not too pretty, not too sweet
Just the way I like you
When you kiss the dirt
The orchids laugh, harder than me
Tell me another one
I could sit for hours
When anyone laughs
I know Im a coward
What a gut pageant
We could play for hours
When we kiss the dirt
The orchids laugh, harder than me.
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