Lyrics Salt Shaker - Jaala

Salt Shaker

I lick salt right off my hand
It helps me to feel that I’m still by that ocean
That’s where I left my whole family
I’m pretty sure God made us (?) broken
They all forgive me when they’re dead
They all forgive me when they’re dead and gone
Those happy holy heinous houses
They spread and out and out for mileses
Oh, I’d rather give my two good playing hands
Than, to stay in that hot climate
And marry one of those men
They all forgive me when they’re dead
They all forgive me when they’re dead and gone
Ah ah ah ah ah oh
Whoooooo king tight crescent moon mud crack
Shelley Brown and George and all the moral fested trolley boys
Large hard hands holding half empty cans
Whilst driving
Yeah I was pouring pints for fuckheads at the (?) Point Hotel
They all forgive me when they’re dead
They all forgive me if they haven’t already yet
Ah ah ah ah ah oh
Whoooooo
See I got my focus on salt shaker
I got my baby on
Salt shaker
Yeah I got my furry on
Salt shaker
Yeah I got my furry on
Salt shaker ah