Letra de la canción 'SALT BAG SPILL' de 'CITIZEN KING'

You got the sideways grip iand'm about to flip your backdrop dizzy spell
Puttinand'
Dents in the padlock cold defying the laws of slingshot a white picket
Fence
To separate the stones you stand on before the tide comes in on the
Early dawn
The light bulb spins on the horn rims you blister in the sun youand're just a
Salt bag spill another salt bag spill cause itand's a green jean battle from
The
Burlap i break your ribs and itand's full contact vagabonds you start a war
But
Weand're the cream of the crop and youand're the cream of the corn crash
Collide and
No good comeback flash in the pan like a burnt short stack but weand've
Got the
Butter to let your mud slide youand're slippinand' on down for the test of time
So
Iand'm pitching my fork in mr. rourke you get the trap door with sawdust
Splinters pepper in the jar gettinand' served that dinner slam you like a
Screen
Door keepinand' out the terminal condition you get the oatmeal bath
Youand're out of
Commission youand're tarred and feathered and covered in lacquer and
Your headand's
In a bucket thatand's ringing with laughter

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