Train death paintings, anti-meth murals
Color the ghettos of N. Dakota.
Bismark tractor association, coffee and toothpaste.
This was vacation...
I saw, while squinting, the hidden layer
In those lost-era grain elevators.
Feudal beginnings, amber wave looseness,
Post-Nordic grinning tired and toothless.
Cigarette advertisement country,
Wild and perfect, but lacking something.
In Manitoba they called it boring,
At night we hum to Canada's snoring.
Westbound taken, exiled Texan
From a former Dutch trade encampment.
Former slave quarters tucked by the alley.
Serf population too high to tally.
Writer(s): Andrew Christopher Savage
Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Pgm Ltd.
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|1||Master of My Craft|
|4||Yr No Stoner|
|5||Yonder Is Closer To the Heart|
|6||Careers in Combat|
|7||Light Up Gold I|
|8||Light Up Gold II|
|10||Stoned and Starving|
|12||Caster of Worthless Spells|
|14||Tears O Plenty|
|15||Picture of Health|
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|Parquet Courts - Light Up Gold Album Lyrics|
|1.||Master of My Craft|
|4.||Yr No Stoner|
|5.||Yonder Is Closer To the Heart|
|6.||Careers in Combat|
|7.||Light Up Gold I|
|8.||Light Up Gold II|
|10.||Stoned and Starving|
|12.||Caster of Worthless Spells|
|14.||Tears O Plenty|
|15.||Picture of Health|
|2||Smart Aleck Kid|
|3||He's Seeing Paths|
|4||Fall On Yr Face|
|5||The More It Works|
|6||Descend (The Way)|