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He ran around down town with a song stuck in his head
Got a brand new dog he named "man's best friend"
Got a fresh new pair of fake alligator boots
At no cost to him, cept a week's worth of food
He got all cleaned up with a sawmill blade
Wore a used new suit made of cinnamon suede
He's on the fringe

He's got an ashtray face and a cemetery heart
With a boxcar brain that sold for less than what he bought
Midnight train spoke softly as he slept
A load of sentimental words
Never knew just what they meant
Flyswatter mouth floods-projecting every dream
Got a low down friend who says she's everybodies cream
He's on the fringe

No name, no place, but it started with a kiss from a gun street girl
Snake hips and venom lips
Sweet hiss in her speech, rattle shakes, her sexy bones
Ghost ferriswheel girl deals everyone a turn

Five star stare, goldilock hair
Ruby cheeks and purple eyes
Seems like no one was ever there
Run around town with a pocket full of change
Ghost tramp girl, come on, make me feel strange

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from Non​-​Sequitur, released May 2, 2013

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