Surfer Blood - Catholic Pagans lyrics

rate me

never could be still for long

and I could never hold a job

coupled with a weakness for cocaine and liquor

not much you can do for love

when I met you I broke the mold

I fell apart and combed my hair

Whiskey shakes for ten whole days

stay off the streets at night for weeks

I don't wanna be your catholic pagan now that you're here

we're counting on each other for love, survival, and everything else

please don't padlock your parent's bomb shelter

or fill her up with dust and ash

a landfill mecca for burnouts

and listless adolescent sour mash

I'm not saying that I've earned love

but I could really use it now

so turn out the lights over and over and over

we'll figure out the rest somehow

I don't wanna be your russian bride not anymore

Barack Hussein Obama would have a field day if he knew at all

sorry we have to go

have to go <br />

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Thanks to Razvan