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Lyrics for 'Gut Pageant' by 'Kristin Hersh'
That Fine Fever Brought Us Here
Lambasted Eyeballs
When We Kiss The Dirt
The Orchids Laugh
What A Gut Pageant
We Could Play For Hours
What A Gut Pageant
Meat For The Flowers
You Break Out Of A Paper Bag
And Wake Up On The Street
Just Kidding
You Don't Have To Go
I Asked Him Why The Grass Is Blue
And Stray Boys Don't Go Home
Why Four A.m's So Screwy
He Says ' Sleep Through It '
What A Gut Pageant
We Could Play For Hours
What A Gut Pageant
Meat For The Flowers
Not Too Special Not Too Strange
Just The Way I Like 'em
You Find An Empty Promise And Stick By It
Not Too Pretty, Not Too Sweet
Just The Way I Like You
When You Kiss The Dirt
The Orchids Laugh, Harder Than Me
Tell Me Another One
I Could Sit For Hours
When Anyone Laughs
I Know I'm A Coward
What A Gut Pageant
We Could Play For Hours
When We Kiss The Dirt
The Orchids Laugh, Harder Than Me.
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