Lyrics - Giant Sands by Vic Chesnutt

do a little rope trickmove around the mildewwhen you stopped to make a phonecallin the glitter of a landmarkshe said something about a blood clotand a bad wild peachthat nappy little news flashtakes the cut right out of your creaseget it on demandlike
Tupperwareshipped with sarcasmall is fairjog through giant sandstill you're clearedthen to leave the landunawares"at least it's not a leg-break"you laugh out loud and lonesomein your cabin cruiseron your cross-county trekyour brain feels like a fiddlea brittle fragile vesselpull off onto the shoulderby the waterworksget it on demandlike
Tupperwareshipped with sarcasmall is fairjog through giant sandstill you're clearedthen to leave the landunawares

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