The Junction Foil Ball Lyrics
Martin Tielli
He worked out the corrugations with his thumbs and knuckles too
He started humble and ended justifiably huge
Oh, fuck you -- you never wanted to
Just got it... once, two, three, forever FRIED
No one here gets out alive
You were once foil fresh
Wrapped around your cigarettes
'67, you were born, March the 8th
This inspiration was passed through
What was guilt has become you
9 times out of 10 the child re-sins
9 times out of 10 or so they say
11 foot tall and a ton of tonnes
The dull lead glow of so much fun
It's a beautiful thing. Take it across the tracks
Take it across the tracks and bomb the mall
Nine times out of ten a child rescinds
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Nine times out of ten or so the experts say
As we go into the slow acoustic tiling...
Canadian Club and Solitaire
Show me the drugs in your mom's room
This was the thing when I was twelve...
