Primitive Radio Gods: Whatever Wakes McCool Song Lyrics

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







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