zita swoon – the french trombone lyrics
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everybody said it was dirty
but their truth is like a gun
i still try to get my …
even when i’m forced to none
dancing on their prudence shield
stroking while i’m young
relying on their nursery
making it mine
hey everybody was laughing
but i couldn’t resist crying
hey i felt sad because
they where all lying
they all crown their frowns
they all swop their alibis
i’m glad i know that i don’t care
my mind is in my hands now
it’s the odd cause
i remember when i was in the desert
sucking on my french colonge
grinding on my pillowcase
enjoying all alone
and the air was soft and new
and the chances that i took
i wonder sometimes if without it
we still have anything to go for
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