Atmosphere - Peyote lyrics
[Atmosphere - Peyote lyrics]
She goes by the nickname Peyote
Her real name is Iris
Appearance doesn't matter so I'm
Not gonna describe it
She was a dancer down at edit this portion
I can't name the spot
They don't merit the promotion
But I been there look like any strip club
Everybody slicked up trying to
Get they dick sucked
Smoke and mirrors, you know fake magic tricks
Like these people didn't come here
Just for ass and tit's
But this one in particular was
Popular with midlife ballers
And white collar out of towners
Plus it attracted athletic individuals that
Came here to play against
The twins and the timberwolves
Safe to say she made the rent good
Twenty years of age a spot up in Kenwood
She had the car, the dog
And the kitchen sink
She had a drug-free body didn't even drink
She had a sister who wouldn't
Stop giving her shit
For dropping out of art school
To be a stripper
Iris was sick and tired of the questions
But big sis didn't
Understand the perspective
She knows her little sister isn't a slut
But she objectifies herself and
Contributes to the gluttony
Now here's Iris stealin' from the
Devil to buy some time
To make life something special
Where did you go? When did you fall?
That little one, you all grown up
Oh how they've grown, those days are done
Under the gun, now you are dealt
Where did you go? When did you fall?
That little one, you all grown up
Oh how they've grown, those days are done
Look at us, who you to judge?
Her oldest sisters name was Jocelyn
Awfully slim
On a diet of bottled water and oxygen
She lives on Hiawatha by the Target
And she dates a photographer
That's how she started modeling
She ain't no supermodel
This is Minneap for that you'd
Have to move to Chicago or maybe LA or NY
Now she does what she does
Here and she gets by
And her boyfriend gets a little currency
Taking photos for advertising agencies
Now he's gonna steal from the devil
Stick it to the man, revolutionary rebel
One afternoon after work he went
To the strip club
Just to loosen up that shirt
He and a couple job associates
Are gonna sink them drinks
Like they about to be extinct
Never met his girlfriends little sister
But she recognized him from
Cell phone pictures
Any other circumstances she'd have hollered
But topless in heels is a little bit awkward
Eventually his friends leave
And when he gets up
She grabs him by the coat sleeve
Too drunk to catch what she says
But he did offer her three
Hundred on some head, like
When you do wrong it makes
Me want to do right
It also cancels out the guilt that
Makes the load feel light
It also gives some leverage
To the morally impaired
So make mistakes for us to
Hold over your hair
Her real name is Iris
Appearance doesn't matter so I'm
Not gonna describe it
She was a dancer down at edit this portion
I can't name the spot
They don't merit the promotion
But I been there look like any strip club
Everybody slicked up trying to
Get they dick sucked
Smoke and mirrors, you know fake magic tricks
Like these people didn't come here
Just for ass and tit's
But this one in particular was
Popular with midlife ballers
And white collar out of towners
Plus it attracted athletic individuals that
Came here to play against
The twins and the timberwolves
Safe to say she made the rent good
Twenty years of age a spot up in Kenwood
She had the car, the dog
And the kitchen sink
She had a drug-free body didn't even drink
She had a sister who wouldn't
Stop giving her shit
For dropping out of art school
To be a stripper
Iris was sick and tired of the questions
But big sis didn't
Understand the perspective
She knows her little sister isn't a slut
But she objectifies herself and
Contributes to the gluttony
Now here's Iris stealin' from the
Devil to buy some time
To make life something special
Where did you go? When did you fall?
That little one, you all grown up
Oh how they've grown, those days are done
Under the gun, now you are dealt
Where did you go? When did you fall?
That little one, you all grown up
Oh how they've grown, those days are done
Look at us, who you to judge?
Her oldest sisters name was Jocelyn
Awfully slim
On a diet of bottled water and oxygen
She lives on Hiawatha by the Target
And she dates a photographer
That's how she started modeling
She ain't no supermodel
This is Minneap for that you'd
Have to move to Chicago or maybe LA or NY
Now she does what she does
Here and she gets by
And her boyfriend gets a little currency
Taking photos for advertising agencies
Now he's gonna steal from the devil
Stick it to the man, revolutionary rebel
One afternoon after work he went
To the strip club
Just to loosen up that shirt
He and a couple job associates
Are gonna sink them drinks
Like they about to be extinct
Never met his girlfriends little sister
But she recognized him from
Cell phone pictures
Any other circumstances she'd have hollered
But topless in heels is a little bit awkward
Eventually his friends leave
And when he gets up
She grabs him by the coat sleeve
Too drunk to catch what she says
But he did offer her three
Hundred on some head, like
When you do wrong it makes
Me want to do right
It also cancels out the guilt that
Makes the load feel light
It also gives some leverage
To the morally impaired
So make mistakes for us to
Hold over your hair