Lyrics:
Concertina concertina a chill that bends
This I swear you're the fiercest calm
I've been in the soul quake
Happened here in a glass world
Particle by
the creek where the fuzz can't go
Make a few calls and the girls come running
Guess me and the boys have go it going on
The way they're looking all
The Fuzz
Words by Devon Murray
Music by The Usual Haunts
(c)(p) 2024 Pool Swimmer Records
(It’s the fuzz again…)
Cop gunna smell my quarter
another boy who can rhyme and do the fly flips
And that's I, Hi, I better get by because my ally
About to flip that crazy shit while I go look for some
the water and grits
They got another boy who can rhyme and do the fly flips
And that's I high I better get by because my ally
about to flip that crazy shit
of the folks behind
All on a beautiful morning
Two girls waiting by the railroad track
Two girls waiting by the railroad track
For their darlings to come
Not ruled by some evil guy
No bias no political ties
We're known to do what's right
Affirmative
We are the robocops
We are the electro fuzz
We patrol
Oh Oh Oh Oh!
One big time not so long ago,
When the world spin slower than before..
All we started, when we were here,
Now it´s done…by doing it,
Peel me a grape
Crush me some ice
Skin me a peach
Save the fuzz for my pillow
Talk to me nice, talk to me nice
You've got to wine me and dine
Peel me a grape
Crush me some ice
Skin me a peach
Save the fuzz for my pillow
Talk to me nice, talk to me nice
You've got to wine me and dine
to track number five, to track number thirteen)
(To track number sixteen, to track number nineteen)
Shouldn't I be out of diapers by now?
Well, in the frozen north of the Yukon
Lived the king of the Royal Mountie Fuzz
Sergeant Preston was his name
King his dog's name was
He had
Peel me a grape, crush me some ice,
Skin me a peach, save the fuzz for my pillow.
Talk to me nice, talk to me nice,
You've got to wine me and dine
with the schoolhouse bully
By doing that I had a lot of pull G
Cheating on tests making a mess
Cussing like a sailor at recess
It must a been
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the way
Radio fuzz on the fence post by the pasture
Long ago, Liza and you would dance all day
Now you lay buried, the stern and sacred father
the way
Radio fuzz on the fence post by the pasture
Long ago, Liza and you would dance all day
Now you lay buried, the stern and sacred father
Raised by Tom and Jerry, they're sure to blame
Roaming the outback, he can't back
In his mind he is on the right track
Going too fast, trying to yak
Old toy trains, little toy tracks
Little boy toys, comin' from a sack
Carried by a man dressed in white and red
Little boy don't you think it?s
whispered lines
Broken only by the ancient railroad ties
Chorus:
Out where the tracks run through the city
Tracks run through the city
I want to be on that
Long handwritten note
Deep in your pocket
Words, how little they mean
When you're a little too late
I stood right by the tracks
Your face in
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