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Kristin Hersh lyrics : "Gut Pageant"

That fine fever brought us here
Lambasted eyeballs
When we kiss the dirt

The orchids laugh

What a gut pageant

We could play for hours
What a gut pageant
Meat for the flowers


You break out of a paper bag
And wake up on the street

Just kidding
You don't have to go


I asked him why the grass is blue
And stray boys don't go home
Why four a.m's so screwy

He says " Sleep through it "

What a gut pageant

We could play for hours
What a gut pageant
Meat for the flowers


Not too special not too strange
Just the way I like 'em

You find an empty promise and stick by it

Not too pretty, not too sweet

Just the way I like you
When you kiss the dirt
The orchids laugh, harder than me


Tell me another one
I could sit for hours

When anyone laughs
I know I'm a coward


What a gut pageant
We could play for hours
When we kiss the dirt

The orchids laugh, harder than me

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