"Lashes" lyrics

"Lashes"

She screams "Sweet hell!"
In her old white nightie
With rips and tears
She's too aware
See through big black bombs
That explode on chickens
All the while, she thickens from

Cracks in the mortar
Cracks in the mortar

Baby's got ruby jewel lashes
That'll whip your spine
Yeah
Shoot!

I see you've grew into
That stiff gray suit they've sewn for you
Scrub you clean
Now you forget what you mean
Wet wall completely thick
It's you who makes me sick
With a brain of brick and mortar

Cracks in the mortar
Cracks in the mortar
I'll give you cracks in the mortar

Baby's got ruby jewel lashes
That'll whip your spine
Every time she blinks
Makes me sink into
Ruby, ruby, ruby jewel lashes
Ah!

So I put on my best Sunday dress
And I waltz straight into this mess
Posing as a guest
Or something much less
Than a crazy old doll in a crazy old dress

Cracks in the mortar
Cracks in the mortar
[?] cracks in the mortar

Baby's got ruby jewel lashes
That'll whip your spine

Well, the thin moon sugar
It shines like a wino
The thin moon sugar
It shines like a wino
The thin moon sugar
It shines like a wino for me


Writer(s): Babes In Toyland
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