you played sapphire to the swine with his chalices of wine and his niece who wears your penis like a crown all that power has escaped you though you toiled all the day through with the promise of a hummer and a pound and i don t know what to do for you i could draw you a picture of the world and a screw i could ve loved you but your dreams are on fire and your prophet is a banker and a liar and if their money don t fulfil you there are medicines that will do all the thinking for you so you can relax the poison kiss of easy living full of shit and unforgiving to the who rest its burden on their backs and i don t know what to do for you i could draw you a picture of the world and a screw i could ve loved you but your dreams are on fire and your prophet is a banker and a liar and i don t know what to do for you i could draw you a picture of the world and a screw i could ve loved you but your dreams are on fire and your prophet is a banker and a liar
['garage pop', 'garage rock', 'memphis indie', 'punk blues']