Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Whatever Wakes McCool, artist - Primitive Radio Gods. Album song White Hot Peach, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 23.10.2000
Record label: What Are?
Song language: English
Whatever Wakes McCool |
| Quite a surprise… What an ingenious device. |
| Boredom encompassesmy time. |
| I don’t know what I should do. |
| Indulging a moment of your time. |
| Seldom the breeder of lies. |
| But you won’t believe that it’s true. |
| They take to the sky. |
| Southbound Pachyderm. |
| Pinholes through cardboard at the sun. |
| Passing the bucks by one by one, leaving nothing in return. |
| Watching the majsety blow past. |
| Speculating which will be the last. |
| Savoring my piece of pie. |
| And there is no reprise. |
| They take to the sky. |
| Southbound Pachyderm. |