Gluecifer Follow
Ducktail Heat lyrics
Got a little curl
A five-cent in a two dollar world
He was born restricted he was born to ooze
Sittin in a seat
Cheap grin and them smelly feet
Playin nothin but a watered out shitty blues
Got a lip but you re goin nowhere
Nowhere on that street
White fire - in your soul
White fire and you re out of control
White fire baby it s a ducktail heat
Drivin in the fast lane
with the handbrake on
Changed a pot of gold for a pot of stone
Livin in a shithouse
Where the power s gone
You can get a dollar for that useless telephone
You got a face but you re goin nowhere
Nowhere on them feet
White fire - in your soul
White fire and you re out of control
White fire baby it s a ducktail heat
Part of these releases
-
-
- Track 3 on Tender Is the Savage
- 2 Chewin' Fingers
- 4 The General Says Hell Yeah!
-
- Track 4 on Reversed EP
- 3 Surrender
Ducktail Heat Video
Comments on Ducktail Heat
Submit your thoughts
These comments are owned by whoever posted them. This lyrics site is not responsible for them in any way.
© to the lyrics most likely owned by either the publisher () or
the artist(s) (Gluecifer) which produced the music or artwork. Details
