Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hands Off The Bayou, artist - Pavement. Album song Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain: LA's Desert Origins, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 25.10.2004
Record label: Matador
Song language: English
Hands Off The Bayou |
Run, run to the east confession trash |
We don? |
t need your thrills or your call-book cash |
Let just, nature? |
s got plans to keep you up there |
Swamps, fiddles that whine, about the Mayor |
Our caves are divine, they? |
ve got conditioned air |
Fan-tail, backwash factory, rooms will stay up here |
Hands off of the bayou |
(Get some bombs) |
Heels, stay in your state, it’s a new south trap |
What, what is the bait? |
Ya silly aqua-cat |
War, college exam, you know I learned a lot |
About the fiction you tossed and the father’s fat and lost |
Your fail less father lost, your chivalry is lost |
Your chivalry in shame |
Hands off of the bayou |
(Get some bombs) |