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Written by Jay Wasco |
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Copyright 2004 | ||
Fom the Johnny Skilsaw |
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"Blood Lead"LP | ||
All Instruments & vocals by JW | ||
Recorded at Hermit Village & 164 east 37th street, NYC - circa 1998 | ||
Sardonia |
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Ain't nothing moves in Sardonia |
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They thrill killed the Joneses | ||
One Smith at a time | ||
There ain't no wind in Sardonia |
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except crab apple twisters | ||
in late summertime | ||
And it won't wait no more | ||
Can't count the dead in Sardonia |
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The sandwich board said | ||
yo, you're all out of time | ||
Ain't no one lives in Sardonia |
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And now that it's over | ||
Just maybe it's time | ||
And it won't wait no more |
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I've got an over pressed raincoat kind of feeling now | ||
It won't wait anymore | ||
Cut the rope and watch it fall |
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Frozen apples from above | ||
The ether peels it all apart | ||
And sets us sailing on the oceanic blue | ||
With yellow jackets buzzing | ||
The ether peels it all apart |
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And sets us sailing | ||
on the oceanic blue | ||
With yellow jackets
swarming
copyright 2004 Jay Wasco |
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