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This is him, when I
When I, I beginCall him tied, call him taken
Call him anything but shaken
Call him wasted, call him shaved
Call him anything but made
Call that firepile a homeDon't give away the end
I come back, I rush to wait
Where the pavement starts to crack
I put my foot downThe sidewalk's so hot
The sidewalk's so hotThink of all the junk
I could lay my hands on
Purify my heartThat firepile's your homeYour baby's running faster
Count the times I left my clothes out
Count the tires one more time
Count the times I let the air outThat firepile's your home
And you're mine

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Throwing Muses is a post-punk alternative rock band formed in 1981 in Newport, Rhode Island, United States, that toured and recorded extensively until 1997, when its members began concentrating more on other projects. Originally fronted by two distinctive lead singers, Kristin Hersh and Tanya Donelly, stepsisters who both wrote the group's songs, Throwing Muses are known for performing music with shifting tempos, creative chord progressions, unorthodox song structures, and surreal lyrics.

Read more about Throwing Muses on Last.fm.


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