Ursa Minor Lyrics - At The Drive In

Does it hurt you when you breathe? 

Stink around the wallet itch 

A towel was thrown between the ropes 

Sweat inside your eyelids 

It exorcised the fire from the sky 

(Snakecharmer, make them dance again) 

It exorcised the fire from the sky 

(Make them itch in kerosene dance) 

Prepare your sleep apparatus 

Autopsy performed on probable cause 

While you sleep 

They will come and get you tonight 

(So I guess this is goodnight) 

Skip with elbowed sobs 

Your palms were soaking wet 

Parched in the stupor 

Elbowed, teach the tutor 

Peel the scabs 

Incognito with wounds 

This anecdote fountain 

Won't dry too soon 

Five hundred times 

"I must not talk out of turn." 

No vents opened 

But all settlements new 

A second native 

For deserved growth 

Permission to land 

All systems go 

Propeller snapped 

Decapitated while you slept 

Upon your pillow 

Inertia kisses those around me