
The Doldrums billy woods
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[Verse 1]
Cold fryer full of old grease
You don't work, you don't eat
The wind didn't blow for a week
Birds fly east searchin' for green
Open beaks in the nest, money machines
Flutterin', flags, covetous hags
It's not really movin' if it's not movin' fast
Mouth full of glass
Mouth full of glass
Water like a mirror, cut the gas with precision scissors
Bent to the task as if gravedigger
When it was slow cut each other's hair with clippers
Bullets cuttin' through dead air lookin' for victims
Vickers, VSM stamped on the ammunition
That's unusual though
Usually you sit there, the sun come and go
The moon float, horses thrown overboard kick fast, then slow
It don't really mattеr which
Thick mist, piff smoke, draw straws from clenched fists
Sinkin' ship, human souls in thе hull
He got the whole world in his hands, ice cold
Open them palms up, turned black as a ghost
[Chorus]
Nothin' ever happens 'til it do
Waterproof boots, almost new
Moms shook her head, "you shouldn't wear a dead man's shoe"
Nothin' ever happens 'til it does
Muchos problemas if you don't have it for the plug (Trust me)
Cold fryer full of old grease
You don't work, you don't eat
The wind didn't blow for a week
Birds fly east searchin' for green
Open beaks in the nest, money machines
Flutterin', flags, covetous hags
It's not really movin' if it's not movin' fast
Mouth full of glass
Mouth full of glass
Water like a mirror, cut the gas with precision scissors
Bent to the task as if gravedigger
When it was slow cut each other's hair with clippers
Bullets cuttin' through dead air lookin' for victims
Vickers, VSM stamped on the ammunition
That's unusual though
Usually you sit there, the sun come and go
The moon float, horses thrown overboard kick fast, then slow
It don't really mattеr which
Thick mist, piff smoke, draw straws from clenched fists
Sinkin' ship, human souls in thе hull
He got the whole world in his hands, ice cold
Open them palms up, turned black as a ghost
[Chorus]
Nothin' ever happens 'til it do
Waterproof boots, almost new
Moms shook her head, "you shouldn't wear a dead man's shoe"
Nothin' ever happens 'til it does
Muchos problemas if you don't have it for the plug (Trust me)
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