Your Pussy's Glued To A Building On Fire

Your pussy's glued to a building on fire

I paint my mind just 'cuz I'm alive

If you see me roaming the hillside

Won't you come along?You paint your eyes, mine are in the sky

No worldly word I could say would be golden

The smile on my face isn't always real

But the way you make me feel is all that's really real

You little duck house

Songwriters

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