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letra de dimes in their dimples - john congleton and the nighty nite

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the dented can kids, the day-old bread kids
the pie-faced fat kid, fat face
ain’t no bigger than a horse fly inline to be baptized
the un-wised outwit always

like a bubbling cauldron that’s swallowing all men
you better get the banker, get the type “a”
ain’t n0body that’s inclined if you pray at bed time
they ain’t going back to your birthday

and i should have warned you
but i’ve had a little time to make some enemies
and i should have warned you
but i’ve had a little time to make some enemies

god, you gave them eyes but they can’t see
the open legs are open arteries
who’s blood is this darling?
are you bleeding?

and oh the river, it damps you, oh the drugs, how they cramp you
how your programmer’s program pranked you
and if you fail, you will still live ’cause nooses can give
the pistols jam on you still

and the water is sluicing, it’s clearly no use in
dyin’ in the back of father’s chalet
we’re stuffing dimes in your dimples, how the drivels can dribble
we ain’t going back to your birthday

and i should have warned you
but i’ve had a little time to make some enemies

god you gave them lips but they still speak
of nothing less than the odious things
and all that portly cargo
they’re still schlepping

- john congleton and the nighty nite

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