Jam Baxter - All Sprawled Out In The City lyrics

Bodies in the hallways
Drowned in a flood of pure boredom
All hail the survivors
Hand me another four horsemen
They've taped their mouths up
They let the others talk for them
Catch the light from all angles
My face's been diamond studded all autumn
Let me leak out of the soles of my feet
Head straight to the drain and
Escape through the plumbing
The bugs all surf on the wave I'm becoming
The streetlights hang like angels above it
Midnight's favourites: the kid
With the braces a spike through his cheek
And a greasy Mohican the one legged drunken
The screaming policemen
The lord of the corner
The freak of the season

All sprawled out in the city swaying


Pieces of shrapnel are flying through 'em
Iron man sit's in the sewer swelling
Voice in the wind keeps lying to him
Just stepped out of the offy grinning
God's parked up with the meter running
Blood red soul with the body missing
Head for the hills, I see him coming

The worms ate your friends, damn!
Santa Muerte takes revenge
Why's he still wasted? Cherchez la femme?
Peep through the curtains, earthquakes again
Oily eyed creatures plucked off the streets
Packed in the yard sardines in tins
Old men strewn on a cardboard floor like
A box of discarded half-eaten wings

Handstand on two middle fingers, yeah
Let me just hold this a while, yeah
Never shake hands with a bear trap, nah
Never pick holes in a smile
It's late and our faces are burning
I will never dress for the cold
Boil up the last of the skyline
Slurping the dregs of the bowl

The kid lost the plot back in twenty eighteen
He peppers his ex missus with a million texts
He rings her door buzzer 'til
The wires sneak out and wrap round his pale
Skin wringing his neck
Beasts in the basement
The puddles on the ground led straight
To a bright green dribbling wreck
Still pissed 'coz you played every
King in your deck
Death's at the front gate dripping in sweat

The crowd clawed for attention
We just stayed slumped in the wings
I've been waved all year
Gotta keep playing 'til somebody wins
But my man emptied his shells and discarded
A whole rack of comfortable skins
Then sat himself down in a
Plush pub toilet and
Hit a triple twenty with a rusty syringe
Handed his prize by a creep in a ballgown
One month drunk in a sleepy resort town
Blood stained sand in a burnt-out beach bar
Stand back
I'll be the freak in the foreground
Don't worry guys I got it covered
Ghouls in the backseats bracing for impact
Dig for the heart strings
Peeling the skin back pass him a shot glass
Seal him in shrink wrap

All sprawled out in the city swaying
Pieces of shrapnel are flying through 'em
Iron man sit's in the sewer swelling
Voice in the wind keeps lying to him
Just stepped out of the offy grinning
God's parked up with the meter running
Blood red soul with the body missing
Head for the hills, I see him coming

Midnight's favourites
I think we captured a few more, Captain
Thats sour creep started to
Scream and the six
Fruit flies in the room all backed him
Put your tear drops and your candles away
You ain't fooling a soul
With that lukewarm acting newborn hatchling
Brain like a chewed pork scratching
These dark corners
They'd all crawl out of them given the chance
Hordes of obese men sit in their yards
Surrounded by grinning carnivorous plants
Tell the gods I want all my shit in advance
Hand me my future, I'll bathe in it now
I'll be on a gun tower dodging the death rays
Dancing the Charleston and taking a bow yeah

I've packed for deep space
But, I dress for the twenties
Sell me your wine cellar
I'm all set with the readies
We stayed up the whole month
My heart slept in our bellies
We'll sell you a dream and a week of amnesia
Surrender your pennies