The Hold Steady - Milkcrate Mosh lyrics
[The Hold Steady - Milkcrate Mosh lyrics]
The gin was just like Gideon
The kings were just like Solomon
The bashes were like Babylon
The jester kept on jacking off
Nervous cough, nervous cough
Nervous cough and now we're off
Went down on the Denver slums and she
Woke up in the Rocky Mountain dawn
Felt all freed up from the fears that
You can never put your finger on
Finger on, finger on
Finger on and now we're gone
We were smoking to the drinking songs
Off Talking Songs for Walking
Waving Marlboros like magic wands
Listen up closely to the lit
Tips of your cigarettes
Can't you hear the serpent hiss?
Saying "sweet baby suck on this"
The white wine was the nectar
The oldies made me feel like Phil Spector
Is Charlemagne your main man or is
He just your sad protector?
You know you look so good together
But sometimes i get a feeling that
You're a little bit restless
It's a small scene already and it
Gets dirty on the fringes
You sucked through his defenses
She said I usually wouldn't do this
But, I couldn't help but notice
You had that text across your t-shirt
It said "what would Judas do?"
He had those punching rings
He smoked the Camel Filter Kings
We went back behind the building
He did a brisk little business
His party favors were party saviors
Otherwise we might have never made it
Went down in the Springfield slums and woke
Up in the Sugar Mountain pines
Only to find that what you put into
Your mouth always gets into your mind
The kings were just like Solomon
The bashes were like Babylon
The jester kept on jacking off
Nervous cough, nervous cough
Nervous cough and now we're off
Went down on the Denver slums and she
Woke up in the Rocky Mountain dawn
Felt all freed up from the fears that
You can never put your finger on
Finger on, finger on
Finger on and now we're gone
We were smoking to the drinking songs
Off Talking Songs for Walking
Waving Marlboros like magic wands
Listen up closely to the lit
Tips of your cigarettes
Can't you hear the serpent hiss?
Saying "sweet baby suck on this"
The white wine was the nectar
The oldies made me feel like Phil Spector
Is Charlemagne your main man or is
He just your sad protector?
You know you look so good together
But sometimes i get a feeling that
You're a little bit restless
It's a small scene already and it
Gets dirty on the fringes
You sucked through his defenses
She said I usually wouldn't do this
But, I couldn't help but notice
You had that text across your t-shirt
It said "what would Judas do?"
He had those punching rings
He smoked the Camel Filter Kings
We went back behind the building
He did a brisk little business
His party favors were party saviors
Otherwise we might have never made it
Went down in the Springfield slums and woke
Up in the Sugar Mountain pines
Only to find that what you put into
Your mouth always gets into your mind