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Gunpowder Pinhead – Asheville lyrics
Asheville
I was falling through the cracks
Now I'm piling up bricks
I was clutching for straws
Now I'm gonna take the fifth
I'm gonna say nothing but my name
And that will even be fake
Ha!
Why'd you think I came here in the first place?
Piss on the angel
Tear down the statue of vance
Shove the hippies' didjeridoo up their ass
Take away their hackysacks
That's what I'm gonna do
Poison the resevoir
And then, I'm gonna kiss you
Sitting on my porch staring at the lights of downtown
Someday we'll make it there
Someday we'll burn it down
Instead of running the gauntlet
We'll walk hand in hand
All three blocks and then back again
Eat pecans in the shell
Gonna walk around the lake
Sit in the sun and we're gonna eat grapes
And go to the Thomas Wolfe Museum when it's actually open
We were falling through the cracks
Now we're staring a pit
We were clutching for straws
Now we're gonna drink a fifth
And then, drink a few beers and sleep a little bit up in my attic
I was falling through the cracks
Now I'm piling up bricks
I was clutching for straws
Now I'm gonna take the fifth
I'm gonna say nothing but my name
And that will even be fake
Ha!
Why'd you think I came here in the first place?
Piss on the angel
Tear down the statue of vance
Shove the hippies' didjeridoo up their ass
Take away their hackysacks
That's what I'm gonna do
Poison the resevoir
And then, I'm gonna kiss you
Sitting on my porch staring at the lights of downtown
Someday we'll make it there
Someday we'll burn it down
Instead of running the gauntlet
We'll walk hand in hand
All three blocks and then back again
Eat pecans in the shell
Gonna walk around the lake
Sit in the sun and we're gonna eat grapes
And go to the Thomas Wolfe Museum when it's actually open
We were falling through the cracks
Now we're staring a pit
We were clutching for straws
Now we're gonna drink a fifth
And then, drink a few beers and sleep a little bit up in my attic
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