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the buckets from a red Corvette
Lionel and Dave and the butcher made three
You got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree
With the strings
Fill holes
Dig holes
Forever
Gazing at back doors
For once in a life
It's coming in 
Inspired by our attraction
What we smell
Bitter sweet
[intro: A friend's voicemail to Dave]
Dave, whattup man?
It's me
Umm.. just callin to see, if possible, if you have any
Time today or within
got the message on time,
Said there's a Northbound livin' on the same main line,

Open up the switch I'm gonna let him through the hole,
Cause
John the Wood went out one day
To view the scene from a different angle
He stood and watched a child at play
A-tinkling on an old triangle
Dave
Genius"
But was interrupted much too soon
Was interrupted much too soon
I received this line 

Twister 
From me in Hampstead he received a letter
I
Dave Peverett - Riff Bros. Music - ASCAP




Back in the schoolyard life wasn't so hard, but I couldn't wait to leave.
I left school at sixteen,
fucking queen. 

I threw out the phone to try to get through to you 
The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator 
This house is the hole that
verses... 
The surfaces verses... 
The shoe is dropped, lungs explode 
Shards of words of a shattered voice 
And there's still a hole where the phone was
Can't pick up the phone without you
I'm a little bit lost without you
Without you

And I'm digging down holes without you
Can't be on my own without you
Or maybe it's the space where the phone didn't call 
or Maybe it's this thing in my chest 
We'll know what it was by the hole that it left 

Now it's
When the phone rang, 3 in the morning
Dead middle of night
There was nothing on the line
I set back the silent receiver
Tiny flames lit in my
are fresh
'Cos you're a fish and I'm a water sign
My laid-back pimp walk is linear by design
Gold fronts soul I shotee now watch you shine
Me and C-Know
I've been wearin' my fingers down to the bone,
Just pushin' your number on the telephone.
I chewed up the rug, knocked a hole in the wall,
But
lost the dare
So with my heart and my pride on the line
I asked you to dance for our first time right there

Holding hands in the hall
All night
lost the dare
So with my heart and my pride on the line
I asked you to dance for our first time right there

Holding hands in the hall
All night
live an honest life 
It seems like sometimes 
You don't cross the line 
You don't get 
By
No 

I scratch a living, it ain't easy 
You know it's
life
It seems like sometimes
You don't cross the line
You don't get
By...
No...

I scratch a living, it ain't easy
You know it's a drag
I'm
I was staring a hole through CMT
Watchin' everybody else who'd been waitin' for me
I thought by now I'd been a household name
After all I had, if
And sometimes in the night
You answer the phone
And they breathe down the line
Just to see if you're home

They sing in your garden
Like dogs when the fight
sightless and colourless, moving by program alone.
This is grey skies dense with a patchwork of contrails, the inter-lacing lines that score the sky, that's
chastity
If I had it all I would give it away
No idea how I am living today
Line by line
Show by show
I got these ladies
Toe to toe
Couple of drinks and I am
No time to hide
I'm alive on the inside
Breaking up my mind on the front lines
When I survive, when I survive another day
This great divide
Side by
to be hotter than a MOTHERFUCKER out there
So crack a brew, roll a blunt, cause the phone lines are open right now
We've expanded to cities like Atlanta,
at your cute face
And lookin' at your 8 by 10 in my suitcase
Ain't been with my honey in a long while
And when I get a hold of you, mmm child (oh, yeah)