Last Rites Songtext
von The Horrible Crowes

Start up the car...
Bury your memories...
Call on your lovers
Speaking slow and heavy
Call up your boyfriends From out by the ocean
While I get my last rites
Read by a thief
While I get my last rites
Read by a thief


And you look so holy standing in the water
From all my pictures I worshiped before you.
My baby just ain′t
No good
My baby just she ain't
No good
Yeah...