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Letras: Devil Between My Toes

01 - Old Battery
02 - Discussing Wallace Chambers
03 - Cyclops
04 - Crux
05 - A Portrait Destroyed By Fire
06 - 3 Year Old Man
07 - Dog's Out
08 - A Proud And Booming Industry
09 - Hank's Little Fingers
10 - Artboat
11 - Hey Hey, Spaceman
12 - The Tumblers
13 - Bread Alone
14 - Captain's Dead

Old Battery

Old Friend in your room
With your ticker
Feeling thicker
You get sicker, but
DieHard
DieHard
DieHard
DieHard

Old Friend in this World
With your crucifix
you think it's fixed
and yet you
DieHard
DieHard
DieHard
DieHard

To heal you we have love
To heal you we have love
To heal you we have love

I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't wanna

To heal you we have love
To heal you we have love
To heal you we have love

I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't wanna


Discussing Wallace Chambers

Discussing Wallace Chambers
I hear you talking
Distoring Wallace Chambers
Obscene, not absurd

Convincing Broderick Lewis
Crawl before walking
Original no-neck savage
Fishing for birds.

You walk into the room
Without a broom
To sweep away time lost
at all cost

Wallace hears everything
Wallace hits everything
Wallace hunts everything
Wallace hurts everything
Wallace hates everything


Cyclops

Tom the happy pretender
One eye on the mend
One eye on his watch
His parents told him
Don't worry, Tom, there's plenty o' jobs in the big
city but with one eye only
It gets so hard

No depth perception
Cyclops
No depth perception
Cyclops
No depth perception
Cyclops
No depth perception


Crux

{instrumental}


A Portrait Destroyed by Fire

Rings of blue and
Rings of gold
So many stories to be told
It hurts be worse than it hurt you
You realize now thats not true..oohh

Amber, neon, wet concrete
A well-worn track a smothering heat
They curious pet in an open cage subjected
to his masters rage. oohh

A portait destroyed by fire
A portait destroyed by fire
A portait destroyed by fire
A portait destroyed by fire
A portait destroyed by fire
A portait destroyed by fire
A portait destroyed by fire
A portait destroyed by fire
A portait destroyed by fire


3 Year Old Man

(Instrumental)


Dog's Out

{chorus}
Come to me
Say you will say you won't
Come to me
Say you will say you won't
Come to me
Say you will say you won't
Come to me
Say you will say you won't
And I must get high workin that line
And I must get high workin that line
Don't hide come to me
I'm workin that mile -Don't hide come to me

{chorus}


A Proud and Booming Industry

(Instrumental)


Hank's Little Fingers

{chorus}
We're watchin Hank
We're watchin Hank's little fingers
We're watchin Hank
We're watchin Hank's little fingers

Touching like new skin
pulling in the fibers within
hammerbox and strum
Beating on the Indian Drum

Unless you got the answers
Don't patronize the mountain man, uh-oh-oh
Unless you got the answers
Don't patronize the mountain man, uh-oh-oh

{chorus}

swimming river flow
rifle, bullet, arrow, and bow,
poster, paint, and tile
lepos, chivine, car and reptile

unless you've got the answers
don't patronize the mountain men.


ArtBoat

(Instrumental)


Hey Hey Spaceman

{chorus}
Hey Hey Spaceman
Hey Hey Spaceman
Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Do
Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Do

Let's Go
Blastin Off, We're Takin off to Jimmy's house
oh, everyday at 3
Off to blasted Jimmy's house
the carefree world of opportunity

{chorus}

Let's Go
Celebrate the awkward stage
at Jimmie's house the sounds
alright to me

Telescope in the treehouse
We'll show our faith in commaradrie
When vampires of the rocket were free

Signal sorties in porpoise language
long and lanquid then we'll
go to sleep
{chorus}


The Tumblers

sleephouse - not a sound - the world outside large sky-
losing ground - no words inside
lost hope brings not the tired eyes
one mistake - two mistake
don't mistake your mistake for my mistake
house pet chasing birds across
the earth big ground fading now - scope, span, girth


Bread Alone

(Instrumental)


Captain's Dead

{chorus}
Captains Dead
The war machine has fled
and People have gone home
Remember what he said
and you won't feel alone

You won't remember at this time
tommorrow when all the sorrow
is gone
A pull of the lever and nothing's forever
We'll ride to the heart of the sun

{chorus}