Из альбома: Snow Tires
all over town
the flat chested trailor brides
their braces and their bottle caps
jangle like tambourines
triangle flags in a car dealer parking lot
aprons on clothes lines
from barbeque restaurants
and i know your mom's got
a half pack of cigarettes
and one of them's light
and the other nine wait for it
somewhere an arrow
is flashing directionless
over hotels of husbands and infidels
but i'm in the backyard
burning leaves in a barrel
for the prettiest girl
in all of the motor court
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