Throwing Muses Backroad Lyrics:
One, two, three, four
How many, many people
outside your door?
Two, three, four, five
How many, many people outside?
Four, three, two, one
I don't think you can
hold your own
Five, six, seven, eight
I don't think you can
save your face
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You don't say no
He dunk the backboard
And he sleep on the couch
He jump the backseat
And he sleep on the couch
He drive the backroad
He drive the backroad
And he sleep
You're a pusher
Spy in a bath
We make us move
Like some kind of bath
Come when you need some
Come when you need some
You're a pusher
Lyrics: Backroad, Throwing Muses [end]