Schaffino Lyrics

This time i'm gonna take the collection baby
And with the money in my hand
I'm gonna purchase all the details
Scrub you clean withm y soap opera chirping
Walking on tip-toed pickpocket fever
Racing up the scales of your thermometer
Turnbuckle tournicate clotting the moonshine
Clotheslined seizures singing happy valentines
I found feathers in the hit and run nest
Omerttas not a prayer on your rosary beads


When she knocked me over
I looked inside the hearse
Sprouting chauvanistic swine
And written were the words
Poking butter with this knife
Allergic to this concubine
Racing by in a '56 chevy
And we couldn't even pretend
To be alive...

I found feathers in the hit and run nest
Scrub you clean with my soap opera chirping