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Some days her shape in the doorway
Will speak to me
A bird's wing on the window
Sometimes I'll hear her when she's sleeping
Her fever dream
A language on her faceI want your flowers like babies want God's love
Or maybe as sure as tomorrow will comeSome days, like rain on the doorstep
She'll cover me
With grace in all she offers
Sometimes I'd like just to ask her
What honest words
She can't afford to say, likeI want your flowers like babies want God's love
Or maybe as sure as tomorrow will come

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This Charlottesville, Virginia duo of Mr. Anus and Mr. Horribly-Charred-Infant has built a distinctive and unexpectedly productive career out of tuneless sub-garage childhood-trauma rants. The pair's spontaneously composed primal scream tragicomedies recount a litany of prepubescent horrors with an oddly compassionate mix of humor and pathos, adding up to a surprisingly compelling aesthetic that's unlike anything else in underground rock.

Happy Flowers on Last.fm.


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