Swagger Vets and Double Moon Songtext
von White Fence

Don′t nobody say anything you'll regret
Don′t nobody say it
(Rock and roll, sex and drugs!)
Yes
The swagger vets, yeah they pull flowers too
And a voice cassete rolls your diary
Beautiful vets they drag your knuckles down
And I don't need every TV
Just a bottle and a woman
Faithful as gold
Or cold food
Your family perfume never touched the ceiling
Or slapped your Roman nose
The lines of the vets are desert roads I slide down Emerald St. like a double moon
Beautiful veterans who has combed his hair
And I saw fateful air god eating cloud food
The swagger vets they come
Pensions waiting
Pens in your arm
I'll leave you to you now
Leave armies to the ants
You can′t be your own
Master of martingale
Sometimes it′s all too slow
The swagger vets, yeah they pull flowers too
And every murder now has a dance to do, watch it