letra de fame throwa (la rehearsal session) - pavement
[verse 1]
fame thrower pass out the gold
the diamond watch, the last reward
all the things we had before you told us off and took it all
head-borne cries from zenith sl-ts
getting rites from dead-end ruts
and these ends are sick-end wars
these ends were sick and wars
[chorus]
he’s one of our nation’s spies
he’s one of our first recruits
i cl!ck with her leather thighs
one of our first recruits
[verse 2]
how can you know?
in the distance lies a grower
née rude-off, king fame thrower
spent his cash convincing us that the desert was a star-scape
took our lives for a satellite so we could cry
“naked, naked foul” (one, two, three, four)
[chorus]
he’s one of our nation’s spies
he’s one of our first recruits
i cl!ck with her leather thighs
one of our first recruits
[instrumental break]
[outro]
(one, two, three, four)
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