Lyrics:
Sunset Rubdown Shut Up

Drawings of men with faithful hands They will make such good boyfriends He wants to tell you stories Stories of boys who stomped their feet saying, ?Shut ? shut up

wine Because the best one that?s cold out has a good sign. It?s never ever gonna feel right to pull the latch back again. The dust you kick up is too

Podiums as high as the gallows are low Swing low, swing low, swing low. You are a beast and I am serving up your supper You are a beast and I am serving up

was a horse I?d have Bricks in my mane. If I was a horse I would throw up the reins. If I was you If I was a horse I would throw up the reins. If I was