Slaughter Beach Dog Tangerine Lyrics


Tangerine by Slaughter Beach, Dog

Call her my tangerine
Plastic stones glued to her jeans
Homeless is the word she means

Walking 8th Avenue
Taped up Payless soccer shoes
Hunts down smokes or Mountain Dew
Waits for something else to do

Deep breath, don't let on the truth
It gets to you
Bar light and guitar (?)
(?)
One bright day you learned to live the other way
Your big debut

Call her my country star
Sleeps on Hawthorne Boulevard
Sport coat torn up at the yarn

Never did learn to swim
Lives on candy bars and gin
Phones old friends for "How ya been's"
Finds a fool to take him in

Deep breath, don't let on the truth
It gets to you
Bar light and guitar (?)
(?)
One bright day you learned to live the other way

They asked if I heard where they found you Tuesday night
I had the update coming via satellite
They blew the doors out
Tore the sheet rock off the studs
They were asking everyone if we knew what year it was

Deep breath, don't let on the truth
It gets to you
Bar light and guitar (?)
(?)
Kid in a campground
You sit at home and stew
One bright day you learned to live the other way

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