Lyrics Tangerine - Slaughter Beach, Dog

Call her my tangerine
Plastic stones glued to her jeans
Only says the word she means
Walking 8th Avenue
Taped up Payless soccer shoes
Hunts down smokes or Mountain Dew
Waits for something else to do

Deep breath, don't let on the truth
It gets to you
Bar light and guitar
Repay the peace you're due
One bright day you learned to live the other way
Your big debut

Call her my country star
Sleeps on Hawthorne Boulevard
Sport coat torn up at the yarn
Never did learn to swim
Lives on candy bars and gin
Phones old friends for "How ya been's"
Finds a fool to take him in

Deep breath, don't let on the truth
It gets to you
Bar light and guitar
Repay the peace you're due
One bright day you learned to live the other way

They asked if I heard where they found you Tuesday night
I had the update coming via satellite
They blew the doors out
Tore the sheetrock off the studs
They were asking everyone if we knew what year it was

Deep breath, don't let on the truth
It gets to you
Bar light and guitar
Repay the peace you're due
Kid in a campground
You sit at home and stew
One bright day you learned to live the other way