Two Cow Garage

Two Cow Garage - Swingset Assassin lyrics

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She was a playground princess back when we used to dream
I was a swingset assassin full of juvenile schemes
With these clothes picked by my mother, handed down from 
my big brother
And I kept my hands folded till the day I turned 13
Well then I listened to the Beatles because that's what 
you're told to do
When you're young and empty and you haven't got a clue
The White Album from my mother, Rubber Soul from my big 
brother
And don't question Mr. Lennon, boy, cause he gave his 
life for you
Well I cut my hair and I dyed it black while my friends 
were getting stoned
And I wrapped myself up in Black Flag and flew it as my 
own
Yeah, my poor worried mother, with the phone calls to my 
brother
But in the end, punk rock just left me empty and alone
So now I'm Fear and Loathing on a Sunday afternoon
I drink enough to be Catholic, but the morning comes too 
soon
With the phone call from my mother, the advice from my 
brother
Jesus is just another word for nothing left to lose
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