Beach On The Moon (Recycled Lyrics) lyrics
by Kurt Vile
I got a freeway in mind, let go of my head
Walk down my line, better be sure you'll be dead
You get up on top, these days you gotta be a low-life drifter so
Slither up just like a snake upon a spiral staircase
Got a freeway in mind, let go of my head
Walk down my line, better be sure you'll be dead
You get up on top, these days you gotta be a low-life drifter so
Slither up just like a snake upon a spiral staircase
Slither up just like a snake upon a spiral staircase
Get your damn hands off of my land
Why don't you sock me and get off of my street?
'Cause I scared you out of your own shoes
Now I'm gonna tie 'em together and hang 'em on a wire
Till it's junkies for hire and I got a hunchback
Got a freeway in mind, let go of my head
Walk down my line, better be sure you'll be dead
To get up on top, these days you gotta be a low-life drifter
So slither up just like a snake upon a spiral staircase
Slither up just like a snake upon a spiral staircase
Slither up just like a snake upon a spiral staircase
Slither up just like a snake upon a spiral staircase
Slither up just like a snake upon a spiral staircase
Slither up just like a snake upon a spiral staircase
Slither up just like a snake upon a spiral staircase
Slither up just like a snake upon a spiral staircase
Slither up just like a snake upon a spiral staircase