Pixies – Indie Cindy lyrics

Put this down for the record It's more or less unchequered Wasted days and wasted nights Made me a fucking beggar No soul my milk is curdled I'm the burger-meister of purgatory Look out for that hot plate Guess that's all you got. Great You put the c*ck in cocktail, man Well I put the tail in — wait! Watch. Me. Walk. Blowtorch a hole in that armor And I don't need the tip I am in love with your daughter And though she has no need I'm the one who's got some trotters You've many mouths to feed Indie Cindy Be in love with me I beg you for to carry me Mixed messages from Sir Naff Please authenticate Just to be sure that you're a sap Set for stun automatica Crap is the operative Locomotive of the longest death There goes Indie Cindy whose Sails were black when it was windy We offed ourselves in a lover's pact We threw ourselves into the sea Well looksie what the wind washed back As we follow the bouncing ball They call this dance the washed up crawl I am in love with your daughter And though she has no need I'm the one who's got some trotters You've many mouths to feed Indie Cindy Be in love with me I beg you for to carry me Explain Request ×

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