I slip on rocks
She's got sauce
Lots of history down here you think
Rut roads, rusting mailboxes
How the stagnant ponds stink
Throw an egg out the window
Smash my head off the floor
But for all of that, never having passed through
This township before
She's asking me if I wanna make small talk
Clothes so damp my skin's falling off
She punched with fistfuls of fun
Couldn't deflect any decent amount
To Kill time between love
Those snares and nets
Mine to surmount
The sound of her feet across the concrete floor
Giving me flowers
Saying I'm an effective urinator
From appetite to disgust and disgust to appetite
I suppose the time has come
I hear the knock
Too late to run
Blood on the sheets
And now that I'm here all the time
The friendly stuff is getting rough
supported by 4 fans who also own “Snares and Nets”
Sure, it's easy to say they sound like Steve Albini with some delay, but that really misses the bigger picture: Albini never used delay. They guys are doing some things that Steve never thought to and that's worth a listen. Gbro