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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 don't have to go I asked him why the grass is blue And stray boys don't go home Why four a.m's 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 I'm a coward What a gut pageant We could play for hours When we kiss the dirt The orchids laugh, harder than me. more free lyrics
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 don't have to go I asked him why the grass is blue And stray boys don't go home Why four a.m's 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 I'm 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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