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And so I dance in dirty pants
A drink in my hand
No shirt and broken tooth
Barefoot and beamingThe crowd is stomping
Stomping a song
For me to dance to
Break glass and give inMy head is springing
Blood ringing
So I walk down to the creek
And I slither in
I catch my breath
Icy coldThen I walk out to your house
And let myself in
Back you into the corner
And I multiplyI could toll endlessly
Into the bottomless nightGod does not answer this type of prayer

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Bill Callahan, born in Silver Spring, Maryland. Callahan followed the lo-fi genre of underground rock, with homemade tape-albums recorded on four track tape recorders. Later he signed a record contract with the label drag city. Callahan started out as a highly experimental artist, utilizing sub-standard instruments and recording equipment. His reason for using the lo-fi approach was not so much an aesthetic choice, rather it came from his lack of knowledge of recording studios, and fear of giving up control to professional engineers.

Read more about Smog on Last.fm.


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