Trout Silk Lyrics - Califone

Dissection wise 

Half onion stone 

Stuff your mattress 

Loose dog loose 

Waking to a pirate's breath 

Hot and sour on the nape of your neck 

Calls you by your mother's name 

Trout belly silk, a brace of shakes 

Tell your man my hands are itching 

Lose your shame, see it slow 

Two lane cyclone red 

Let your backbone ease 

Let your hands forget