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At The Drive-In Lyrics

3. Ursa Minor



Now does it hurt you when you breathe? 
Stink around the wallet's itch. 
A towel was thrown between the ropes, 
Sweat inside your eyelids. 
It exorcised the fire from the sky. 
(Snakecharmer make them dance again.) 
It exorcised the fire from the sky. 
(Make them itch in kerosene dance) 
Prepare your sleep apparatus. 
Prepare your sleep apparatus. 
Prepare your sleep apparatus. 
Prepare, prepare.

Autopsy. 
Performed on probable cause. 
And while you sleep, 
They will come and get you tonight. 

(So I guess this is goodnight...) 

You skipped with elbowed sobs, 
Your palms were soaking wet. 
Parched in a stupor. 
Elbowed, teach the tutor. 

You should peel the scabs.
Incognito with wounds. 
This anecdote fountain, 
It won't dry too soon. 

Five-hundred times, 
I must not talk out of turn.
Five-hundred times.

You skipped with elbowed sobs, 
Your palms were soaking wet. 
Parched in a stupor. 
Elbowed, teach the tutor. 

No vents opened. 
But all settlements new. 
A second native, 
For deserved growth.

No vents opened. 
But all settlements new.
A second native, 
For deserved growth.

Permission to land. (No vents opened.)
All systems go, propeller snapped. (But all settlements new.) 
Decapitated while you slept, (A second native.) 
Upon your pillow. (For deserved growth.)
Inertia kisses, those around me.
Inertia kisses, those around me.
Inertia kisses, those around me.

Autopsy. 
Performed on probable cause. 
And while you sleep, 
They will come and get you tonight. 

You skipped with elbowed sobs, 
Your palms were soaking wet. 
Parched in a stupor. 
Elbowed, teach the tutor. 

You skipped with elbowed sobs, 
Your palms were soaking wet. 
Parched in a stupor. 
Elbowed, teach the tutor.



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