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SOUL COUGHING Down To This Lyrics(Song Trivia Quiz)
Down To This
You get the ankles
And I get the wrists.
You get the ankles
And I get the wrists.
You get the ankles
And I get the wrists.
You come down to this.

Nerves are up
And the eyes all screwy
Blood like a panful
Of boiling ratatouille

Hang from the axles of a box car
Follow the dotted line
Like a steer to Chicago
To the hooks of the Chicago man

I get all tripped up
My eyes turn to water
Rug burns from a shag rug
Struck dumb in the presence
Polyester burns from a jacket
Rub the skin thin
Break down in a diner
Then I pay the bill

Cashier toothpick stuck in the ground
Tiny lawnmower to mow me down
I could get lost in a lunchbox
Lie low in the mittens in the lost and found
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Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing, PIGFACTORY USA LLC

Songwriters: DOUGHTY, MICHAEL / DEGLIANTONI, MARK / GABAY, YUVAL / STEINBERG, SEBASTIAN / TOBIAS, CHARLES / BROWN, LEW / STEPT, SAMMY H. / HIBBERT, FRED / BURNETT, C

Album: Live Tokyo, Japan 03.02.97

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