Sean Boyer - guitar
Pierre Cormier - bass, handclaps, vocals
Jud Crandall - guitar, handclaps, vocals
Luc Gagnon - keys
Alex Keleher - drums, vocals
lyrics
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
credits
from Pilot To Gunner,
released December 22, 2012
Written and produced by Wooden Wives, Fall 2012.
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