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Weatherbox - Broken Glowsticks lyrics

Artist: Weatherbox

album: Follow the Rattle of the Afghan Guitar


The potion that they make
It only takes an hour to brew
The ingredients are of greedy intrails
And the blood of our recruits
I'm talkin' coke
I'm talkin' Broken Glowsticks
I'm talkin' a feather from his father's top, yeah
I'm talkin' "woahs!"
I'm talkin' "ooos!" and "wah wahs!"
They put that pedal
In the metal pie, yeah
Here's a bag
It's filled with money
For whoever gets it first
Here's a bag!
It's filled with money!
To whoever makes it quick and clean
The Queen will click her heels
And send you back to Papa's field
The Queen will clack her heels
And send you back to Papa's field
(She's a cutter)
I'm talkin' coke
I'm talkin' broken glowsticks
I'm talkin' coke
I'm talkin' broken glowstick
And I won't ever make it
No I won't ever make it home
Cause they won't ever let me go
They will never let me go home
I'm talkin' broken glowsticks
I'm talkin' broken glowsticks
Talkin' broken glowsticks
Broken Glowsticks

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