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muddy summers and the dirty field whores - bank lyrics

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[verse 1]
the bank of [?] city is open
it doesn’t stash cash, but the emotionally broken
the interest rate varies, the steps made of heads
and the tellers all smile to hide eyes of lead

as they weigh up the value of your return
how and what you earn is how and what they earn
self#service is exclusively for them
sign up to deposit with a soul, not a pen

they’re here to bleed and borrow, not to lend
with special low rates if you introduce a friend

[chorus]
that wool, they wear it so well
but the arms from within it don’t spin it for long
minds don’t always stay blind to the spectrum that shines
from those hands, as they scrawl peace and love on their fangs

[verse 2]
digits are for hands and feet, not for faces
but some will still count from the emptiest of places
and explode out of nowhere if the zip’s held down fast
controllers of gold makes for feet that won’t pass

and tackling just adds to the long charges bill
that tangles you up while you wrangle with your will
why am i here, why can’t i just go?
and the tellers just tell you “you know what you owe”

“play dead,” the wise said, “and they’ll close your account
ignore all the statements and you’ll soon be out”

[chorus]
that wool, they wear it so well
but the arms from within it don’t spin it for long
minds don’t always stay blind to the spectrum that shines
from those hands, as they scrawl peace and love on their fangs

[chorus]
that wool, they wear it so well
but the arms from within it don’t spin it for long
minds don’t always stay blind to the spectrum that shines
from those hands, as they scrawl peace and love on their fangs

[outro]
the bank of [?] city looks closed
it stands boarded on the corner of some best forgotten road

- muddy summers and the dirty field whores lyrics

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