Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dry Clothes, artist - Annuals. Date of issue: 12.05.2008
Song language: English
Dry Clothes |
| There’s a knapsack rally for the stranger who told |
| Of a spider, and a purple toad |
| The things I heard were wretched and slurred |
| Oh my ears would be cut off at mention |
| But you don’t have to cut it off. (I only feel like living when I fell like I’m |
| dying) |
| Just give it some time. Your baby boy, he only naps |
| So mother bug don’t you bite your tongue |
| Because there’s nothing else to do for your son |
| He rose the dead. He’s been sharing his bed |
| With the only one he never loved |
| So why should you cry for the licence plate of a colder state? |
| Should you talk of the son on the run |
| Your tongue will be ripped out by ducklings |
| Oh, you don’t have to cut it off |
| Just give it some time. Your baby boy, he only naps |
| I only feel like living when I fell like I’m dying |
| Your baby boy, he only naps |
| Well Missy, sure you can look through my drawers |
| I’ve got nothing to hide |
| So, crying soul don’t you tally the toll |
| Because where’s the love in counting? |
| Dry clothes |
| Dry clothes |
| Dry clothes |
| Dry clothes |