The Fiery Furnaces Sweet Spots Lyrics:
Well I stuffed my stuff into a sport sac and I
took the Lake St. El. Well I got off Cicero and I
snuck in through one of the loading docks. And I
smiled as I sucked my gem I mean to take a room at
the Brack's. Well I put things into the pockets
of my parachute pants and I walked on up the
street. Now Galewood makes me nervous but the corn
syrup cloud's such a lure. So I'm staying off
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to the side at this end of the M&M Mars tour.
Well I bought a bike but the chair broke right
outside of Parky's Well the wait was making my
eyes wet and sticking french fries down my throat.
But I had to press on cause sweeter stuff's on
the other side of the moat. Well the cars were
turning off Harlem so I had to stop and stare. And
I had to gulp for air oh my heart was racing I
made my escape. I's red hot to get lemonheaded
and live with Alexander the Grape.
Lyrics: Sweet Spots, The Fiery Furnaces [end]