Текст песни Icicle Tusk - Fleet Foxes
I′ll
shoot
you
dead
for
the
father
Of
the
coal
miner's
daughter
Beneath
the
icicle
tusk
You
and
me
among
the
flattering
dusk
In
my
haste
I
draw
my
weapon
Designing
your
final
lesson
As
you
recede
to
the
floor
All
is
silent
but
the
fluttering
door
25
grand
on
the
table
Of
the
high
wall
street
stable
I′m
not
responsible
for
The
reputation
of
the
neighborhood
whore
But
I'm
a
keyhole
peeker
And
you're
my
surveillance
keeper
And
though
my
memory
rusts
I
will
always
see
the
icicle
tusk
And
I
must
admit
That
it
gets
lonesome
on
my
shelf
This
much
I
can
tell
This
much
I
can
tell

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