Califone - Your Golden Ass Lyrics

Early minor Japaneses pitcher sidearm slow tic
A wolfish mouth on a mouse-ish face
Lady from shanghai 3rd man

Shot wild in the house of mirrors
Vicodin itch bite your lip take it all in
But it ain't sticking it ain't sticking
It ain't sticking, it ain't sticking

Speed and grace traded tea lites for an Irish womb
Don't you get only what you ask for every time every time
Comeback, comeback, comeback, come

Make your, make your, make your motion
Corn your crown, your crown, your crown
Your crown, your crown, your golden ass

Blackbirds in formation blown
Like thumbtacks spilling across a marble sky
The key slides like olive oil into the lock into the lock

Mean old sun baring down mothers milk
Breathe in for me blood orange in an amaretto pool
Don't you get only what you ask for every time