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Montage Music By Vundabar At eachother’s throats they shared a hope to catch a breathe, you learn lizard ethics And I’m not one for faith but the towncar Lincoln made just might be a godsend Look at the way the actor smokes as he leans and cuffs his coat, think Jesus did rise again And I won’t stand for that, but try me I might sit for it, oh baby tell me good things Montage music, A brand new soul and a new set of clothes I need montage music! Might might not be right but it might get you what you like: another blood stained refrain Baby how well can you wear your cross to bear, you suffer fools like god’s only I want a life outside of pain, the price is right and sour cream: a midsummer night’s dream And I won’t stand for that but I might sit for it, oh baby tell me good things! To make me whole again Oh here we go again I need I need I need Montage music, A brand new soul and a new set of clothes I need montage music! Your tea is burning In a pot with no water An

Vundabar – Petty Crime Lyrics Caroline, I think we might be cursed We’ve been riding around this town in a hearse Caroline I know it makes you sick, Despite myself I can’t rid myself of it Anyone else feel the air is thin Shirt sure fits a bit too tight around my chin Keep an eye outside I’ll grab the key We’ll take this Lincoln for a ride down 93 It’s petty crime Caroline, I told you a lie This is no light but I’m afraid to die Caroline you know I’m no quaker But death isn’t a visitor when the hearse drivers your neighbor Hearse in reverse tore down the interstate A story to drive backwards through what I can’t change I’ll knock on the nursery door and you grab him Oddity pallbearer “would you let me in?” It’s petty crime

Burned Off By Vundabar Burned off in the heat of an afternoon After six weeks straight soaked to the bone I was trembling, wondering could that knob still turn By this ash hand, or would the motion mask the room in a grey winter Does the silence and the sill know When will the wind blow? When will the wind blow? When will it burn off? When will it burn off? When will it burn off? When will it burn off? When will it burn off? When will it burn off? When will it burn off? When will it burn off? Shaken, but couldn’t shake it off of me Saw it, cloud of levity You were the nightingale, I was the wretched rail that takes the train away To chase elusive dollar on some breathless day And then it burns off And then it burns off And then it burns off And then it burns off And then it burns off Why does it burn off Why does it burn off I must take a drink before I meet the man I am said to become Intertia’s crocodile opens the door and you’re eclipsed by the sun