Petrol Fingers
by Mike Buscaino 
Genre: Folk
Lyrics
You know something that I don’t
You’ve been bent until you’re broke
Call the army, the marines
Don’t stop firing until it bleeds
Wipe the tears from your face
Hide them in your pillowcase
Cuddleingus
Petrol fingers
High school swingers
Cold soup on your windowsill
You’re feeling empty but you can’t get your fill
Slow down get your story straight
Your contraction’s coming in too late
Cuddleingus
Petrol fingers
High school swingers
And you don’t know how much I love to watch you take that walk of shame
Your pillow has grown deaf
Beast of Burden is turning red
Scream Stella up to the roof
Louder now are the screams within you
Cuddleingus
Petrol fingers
High school swingers
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