The Geraldine Fibbers
The Geraldine Fibbers - Trashman In Furs lyrics
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Lay down Rosey It's the blue and the orange time A water and a twist of lime I had so much to tell you I raced through the sky To touch you for the last time So much to tell you I raced through the sky To whisper a message into your morphine drip Not a dark boy A sparkle and a mark boy Making cake out of trashcan afterthoughts Death is a spinster Mortally whacking the funny boys 'Til they're not laughing anymore I had so much to tell you I raced through the sky To touch you for the last time So much to tell you I raced through the sky To whisper a message into your morphine drip Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry I'm havin' fun drivin' I'm ridin' ridin' ridin' To a place with no pain No tears, no art, no ears, no cars No need for you to cry for me Don't cry for me They're here for me no need for you to cry Lay down Rosey It's the blue and the orange time A water and a twist of lime I had so much to tell you I raced through the sky To touch you for the last time So much to tell you I raced through the sky To whisper a message So much to tell you So much to tell you I raced through the sky