Local Meat
The Tundra Toes
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There's an ice pick tappin' on a tin roof, baby There's a woman with a gun in the air And she's askin' for the time now, baby Through the chorus of streetlights "Man," said, "I've been twistin' arms for so many years "And they've been talk-talk-talkin' about The hand of Christ intervening But I swear up until now I ain't seen it" And so that pauper gasped, said "Oh my, my-my-my-my, my god I have a history of burying lovers" And as my heartbeat snapped I started falling to submission So I jumped up and screamed And I flattened like a fish They've been talk-talk-talkin' about The hand of Christ intervening But I swear up until now I ain't seen nothin' And so I made a career Of smearing tar and throwing feathers And distilling antivenom From the words in love letters It's versatile, my friend 'Cause I've been painting seven faces I can glue on a stick To keep me covered just in case Been talk-talk-talkin' about The hand of Christ intervening But I swear up until now I ain't seen it
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Written by: Charles Knowles, Nathan Hodge
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