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Slow Gherkin
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Trapped Like Rats In Myers Flats
Ask me which way to go Ask me which sin to bear I'll tell you I don't know Our hearts are full of woe
Our heads are full of trash We'd better stop and get some gas Peter's getting kooky on Blatz And we're trapped like rats in Myers Flat
We never stop to rationalize We just get in the car If we don't blow this fucking taqueria Then we won't get very far
I thought I'd left my troubles home But my hand got caught in the door This highway isn't so predictable Well, it just changes and it changes and it changes some more
My eyes are made of glass We'd better stop and get some gas Godot said he'd be back in a flash And we're just trapped like rats in Myers Flat
Did Brigham already pass us Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Or is he slow as molasses? They left me here, I'm all alone Now the population's 101
You know I haven't slept in days But I've never felt this giddy before I'll finish off another wounded soldier And I'll pass out on the floor
It would help if I could talk But for now all I can do is just sing I'm sorry if I left you out in the rain Do I miss you? Yeah, I missed you because I didn't swing
My head is full of trash We'd better stop and get some gas Put in a tape by The Clash And we're trapped like rats in Myers Flat
This homesickness is killing me Caught up in this sad song reverie I know it's no use fighting time Don't want to leave this road behind
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