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    "Bullet Cough In Sleep"genre: AAA/Adult Alternative
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    A smattering of vignettes aided and abeited by an eerie organ that gives it the feel of a pulp detective novel scored by the Tindersticks
    CD: The Ep   Label: Home Recorded Culture
    Credits: Recorded at the Laundryroom in Seattle

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    The barmaid trades in overflowing ashtrays every chamber ring she steeps is a bullet cough in sleep, to keep the butts off the floor she sweeps
    No troglydyte of tavern or cavern calls her villian vs the state of West Virginia, if the smoke machines are stuck or they're jammed with camel bucks there's a million other pricks out there to kill ya
    Like the missile fire of pinballs that richochets bumper jets, like the scheming Soviets or the prehensile pets of properties staked out on dancefloors
    I want to take you home I want to wrap my arms around you I want to be the one in the morning to surround you
    Tall tales they grow taller until some of them grow true like I never met me no woman that I wanted more than a bottle of booze
    You can shake me you can break me you take me of my pride but when I lay me down to sleep right there by my side
    I want to be with you I want to wrap my arms around you I want to be the one in the morning to surround you
    The band it murders silence and their beverage choice won't help them if they can't help themselves make room on talcum shelves for the prophet slots allotted to cosmetic has beens
    Neophytes and saplings, Bogarts and Gables checks mailed out at months end and shredded under tables
    He who holds the keys with responsibilities to shoo the cattle call into the mist of buildings toppling
    I want to take you home

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