Letra de Dry clothes

There´s A knapsack Rally for the stranger who told of a spider,
and a purple toad.

The things I heard were wretched and slurred. Oh my ears would be cut off at mention,

But you don´t have to cut it off.
Just give it some time. Your baby boy, he only naps.

So mother bug don´t you bite your tounge because there´s nothing else
to do for your son.

He rose the dead. He´s been sharing his bed with the only one he never loved.

So why should you cry for the licence plate of a colder state?

Should you talk of the son on the run, your tongue will be ripped out by ducklings.

Oh, you don´t have to cut it off.
Just give it some time. Your baby boy, he only naps.

I only feel like living when I fell like I´m dying. Your baby boy,
he only naps.

Well Missy, sure you can look through my drawers. I´ve got nothing
to hide. So, crying soul don´t you tally the toll because where´s
the love in counting?

Dry clothes