At the Drive-In - Point of Demarkation lyrics
[At the Drive-In - Point of Demarkation lyrics]
Meet at the point of Demarkation
Postmarked signal from the fugitive zone
Sewn in the sleeve of a double agent
If found please
Return to my dearest turncoat
The doubt began to fill in my tiny furnace
Billowing through thimbles, caught off guard
Closing ranks to the aggrieved
I have one last wish for the
One last throat to choke
Said I have one last throat to choke
Closing ranks to the aggrieved
I have one last wish for the
One last throat to choke
Said I have one last throat to choke
Xeroxed in clover
The paper trail, the paper trail
Of diamond laureates xeroxed in clover
Burner in my pocket when
The stingrays trace you
Burning in my pocket got a smoking gun
Turn the other cheek? I'm a stepping razor
Pulling on the leash of dogma's son
Watching me for leaks a loyalist appraisal
War room in a church where
The fair game broods
Closing ranks to the aggrieved
I have one last wish for the
One last throat to choke
Said I have one last throat to choke
Closing ranks to the aggrieved
I have one last wish for the
One last throat to choke
Said I have one last throat to choke
Xeroxed in clover
Do you have that feeling of adamant loathing
Loathing? Do you have that past that you
Need to keep low low low?
Do you have the feeling you're
Going to be remote controlled?
Do you have this feeling soured by the years?
Do you have this feeling
Look over my soldier, soldier?
Do you hear that breathing cheating me? yeah
Xeroxed in clover
The paper trail, the paper trail
Of diamond laureates xeroxed in clover
The paper trail, the paper trail
Of diamond laureates
Postmarked signal from the fugitive zone
Sewn in the sleeve of a double agent
If found please
Return to my dearest turncoat
The doubt began to fill in my tiny furnace
Billowing through thimbles, caught off guard
Closing ranks to the aggrieved
I have one last wish for the
One last throat to choke
Said I have one last throat to choke
Closing ranks to the aggrieved
I have one last wish for the
One last throat to choke
Said I have one last throat to choke
Xeroxed in clover
The paper trail, the paper trail
Of diamond laureates xeroxed in clover
Burner in my pocket when
The stingrays trace you
Burning in my pocket got a smoking gun
Turn the other cheek? I'm a stepping razor
Pulling on the leash of dogma's son
Watching me for leaks a loyalist appraisal
War room in a church where
The fair game broods
Closing ranks to the aggrieved
I have one last wish for the
One last throat to choke
Said I have one last throat to choke
Closing ranks to the aggrieved
I have one last wish for the
One last throat to choke
Said I have one last throat to choke
Xeroxed in clover
Do you have that feeling of adamant loathing
Loathing? Do you have that past that you
Need to keep low low low?
Do you have the feeling you're
Going to be remote controlled?
Do you have this feeling soured by the years?
Do you have this feeling
Look over my soldier, soldier?
Do you hear that breathing cheating me? yeah
Xeroxed in clover
The paper trail, the paper trail
Of diamond laureates xeroxed in clover
The paper trail, the paper trail
Of diamond laureates