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Pilot To Gunner

by Wooden Wives

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For our company town Port City and all the violations incurred herein... I said now, pilot to gunner Have you gone off and forgot all your daughters? With their cannonball tits at the ready Betty's armed and steady And answer sons to your mothers Who're under the thumb of the running gun bummer And now she's swallowing your cold steel Yeah, well how does it feel? You're like wax paper that is wrapping up dead meat Going down and down for the feast And your skin is looking as white as a sheet You're like a jewel in the summer With all the little promises a girl'll wanna honour To a man with a plan for the city But it's all such a pity Cuz with a pipe in your pussy The crude is leaking out of every little nook and cranny And now a girl can't help but to feel Like a bit of a heel You're like wax paper that is wrapping up dead meat Going down and down for the feast And your skin is looking as white as a sheet Yeah, won't you sing me back home with those lips I used to kiss Baby, suck me back home till I'm gone dry
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Abandonded cars all laugh like pock marks from a howlin' rain Scarring sides of eastern highways in our dying days People can't afford no photons fallin' from the sun They fall from on high fuellin' fires well before the revolution Peel the skin off all your children, put them all in jars Store them underground where all their supple childrens' futures are The world is just too small for us I sweat to God I saw a hand reach down and lightning rods all fell Prostrate before the powerhead that tears the Earth straight through to hell And far beyond the reach of eyes are clouds of thousands of knives And black horizons loom in wait to swallow up a rotting sky The world is just to small for us now
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COMING DECEMBER 22!

Sean Boyer - guitar, tambourine
Pierre Cormier - bass, handclaps, vocals
Jud Crandall - guitar, saxophone, handclaps, vocals
Luc Gagnon - keys
Alex Keleher - drums, vocals

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released December 22, 2012

All songs written and produced by Wooden Wives, except #2 written by The Small Faces & The Pretty Things, arranged by WW.

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Wooden Wives St John, New Brunswick

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