Furnace
Ex-Bluelighter
"Padded Walls", Mike Ladd,
(Album: Easy Listening 4 Armageddon)
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I gots midnight shakes for you,
Aches for you.
My pores are sticky wells,
I feel like exploding napalm gel,
in a can.
Eyes cleared, all alone for you
I got to pace for you,
Up and down
Say your name three times,
And deal with what I found.
I got my insides like a parasite
Little ape critters that serve me jitters,
Over you.
Crazy, queasy,
I keep cockroach oil in the palm of my hand.
Pink elephants are irrelevant.
I got holes in my socks,
And too many wet spots,
But none from you.
I got this darkroom to myself,
Nobody else.
I'm waiting for you in hollow halls,
I need padded walls.
I need padded walls.
I conjure feelings,
While I sweat you out.
I gotta sweat you out.
(Album: Easy Listening 4 Armageddon)
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I gots midnight shakes for you,
Aches for you.
My pores are sticky wells,
I feel like exploding napalm gel,
in a can.
Eyes cleared, all alone for you
I got to pace for you,
Up and down
Say your name three times,
And deal with what I found.
I got my insides like a parasite
Little ape critters that serve me jitters,
Over you.
Crazy, queasy,
I keep cockroach oil in the palm of my hand.
Pink elephants are irrelevant.
I got holes in my socks,
And too many wet spots,
But none from you.
I got this darkroom to myself,
Nobody else.
I'm waiting for you in hollow halls,
I need padded walls.
I need padded walls.
I conjure feelings,
While I sweat you out.
I gotta sweat you out.
