gourds - honduras lyrics
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in honduras cotton smoked and burned for days
to be outdone by guatamala
to be outdone by texas
with a pitchfork and a bell
grubby little runners bring her news of me second hand
i won’t tell her roaches eat my clay sculpture
i wanna tell her i am headless i am headless
she’s walking on the great bl–dy dirt down there
sleeping in the soft brown ring down there
grubby little runners bring her news of me second hand
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