Friday, August 6, 2010

cold war kids

hang me up to dry
 
Careless in our summer clothes
Splashin' around in the muck in the mire
Careless in our summer clothes
Splashin' around in the muck in the mire
Fell asleep with stains caked deep in the knees
What a pain
 
Now hang me up to dry
You've wrung me out too, too, too many times
Now hang me up to dry
Im pearly like the white, wh-whites of your eyes

All mixed-up in the wash
Hot water bleeding our colors
All mixed-up in the wash
Hot water bleeding our colors
 
 

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