The Verve Pipe - veneer lyrics

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Thirteen miles on 31 are drying

all along adopt-a-highway lay the empty cans of masquerade

Thirteen miles on 31 are drying

the sky is lavender with ivory clouds that threaten drops of finger-paints

puddle jumping children clad in yellow raincoats splash the deeper purple of

veneer

Rows and rows of animals, their shiver skin is painted different shades

and from grazing tainted grass their teeth are stained the incandescent green

indifferent they watch the rainfall steady blend their spots and run their

stripes of veneer

lovely ladies strip themselves of furs the winds require

lovely ladies bathe themselves in technicolor mire

lovely gentlemen

At 85 on 31 i'm flying

flying