Jam Baxter - Burma lyrics

Jam Baxter

[Jam Baxter - Burma lyrics]

It's just a bag of low denomination coins
Man
Don't start thinking you're He-Manor Jesus
All seems quiet up in the front seat there
This vodka is so expertly decanted
I surprise myself sometimes, man
Those strange gadgets you use
To communicate with
Your spouse are creeping me out, man
And I just coughed a thick
Liqueur mist onto your headrest
I let a tiny slither of guilt
Chew my stomach lining a while
But hurled it from the window when
You started calling me a prick
Under your breath pull over
I'm going to Burma

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