Porches - Fog Dog lyrics
[Porches - Fog Dog lyrics]
Today I was good at the city
Today I made some money see mommy?
Today I kissed a real beauty
She was a painting she was glowing
She was Santa Fe and roughed up copper
A real wrist-knocker
A teenager next to an ash tray
Under a grand piano they laid
And nostrils flared as they misbehaved
David he played us a silent fugue
Ears stuffed with flowers while
Joe Joe cruised
And Duncan stirred though nothing was heard
And I thought I saw your face in the fog
But it was just the fog oh my god
The fruit's were all cold
The fruit's were all cold
The fruit's were all cold
The fruit's were all cold and swelling
They put a hard face to soft sleep pillowy
Oh daddy i'm seventeen
Well aren't all we
Today I made some money see mommy?
Today I kissed a real beauty
She was a painting she was glowing
She was Santa Fe and roughed up copper
A real wrist-knocker
A teenager next to an ash tray
Under a grand piano they laid
And nostrils flared as they misbehaved
David he played us a silent fugue
Ears stuffed with flowers while
Joe Joe cruised
And Duncan stirred though nothing was heard
And I thought I saw your face in the fog
But it was just the fog oh my god
The fruit's were all cold
The fruit's were all cold
The fruit's were all cold
The fruit's were all cold and swelling
They put a hard face to soft sleep pillowy
Oh daddy i'm seventeen
Well aren't all we
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