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Down to This - Soul Coughing



     
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You get the ankles and I'll get the wrists
You get the ankles and I'll get the wrists
You get the ankles and I'll get the wrists
You come down to thisNerves are up
And the eyes all screwy
Blood like a painful
Of boiling ratatouilleMy muscles in a mess
Like a mess of spaghetti
Hack through the mess
With a greased-up macheteHang from the axles of a box car
Follow the dotted line
Like a steer to Chicago
But to the hooks of the Chicago manI get all tripped up
My eyes turn to water
Rug burns from a shag rug
Struck dumb in the presencePolyester burns from a jacket
Rub the skin thin
Break down in a diner

Then I paid the billCashier toothpick stuck in the ground
Tiny lawnmower to mow me down
I could get lost in a lunch box
Lie low in the mittens in the lost and found

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Soul Coughing was a New York-based alternative rock band. The band found modest mainstream success during the mid-to-late 90's. Soul Coughing developed a devout fanbase and have garnered largely positive response from critics. Steve Huey describes the band as "one of the most unique cult bands of the '90s ... driven by frontman M. Doughty's stream-of-consciousness poetry, Soul Coughing's sound was a willfully idiosyncratic mix of improvisational jazz grooves, oddball samples, hip-hop, electronics, and noisy experimentalism (described by Doughty as 'deep slacker jazz').

Read more about Soul Coughing on Last.fm.


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