Greyhound Songtext

eyebrows drawn on by pencils
a cert chases her menthol
I bet she melts like a candle when
she's caught out in the rain

damaged capillaries
caused by to many greyhounds
his porus grapefruit-like skin
sure holds a permanent glow

on the rocks or just straight up this bartender here he's got a heart of gold
a thick dust layer on the bell announces a place where heroes seldom show

stetson tongue sucks his bridge work
between goldfishing his highball
he slowly descends upon sea legs
I guess it's time to go
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