Tablespoon of Codeine - John Vanderslice

Emerald City

Tablespoon Of Codeine

There’s a guy from the Sun Tribune

Staking out my house in a Chevy Impala since yesterday noon

Should I speak to him or just stay quiet?

They hear the whistle blow and out pours the blood of my child

Tablespoon of codeine

Put you right to bed

I don’t want any more codeine

Wanted to make it on my own tonight

So I said some things that can’t be said

About a ritual tower that uses of more American dead

And what happened in September was a fake

But they’re chasing demolition or remote control planes

Tablespoon of codeine

Will put you right to bed

I don’t want any more codeine

Wanted to make it on my own tonight

Whatever you do you have to commit

And whatever you do you have to put your blood into it

So I said some things that can’t be said

From the FAA the empty desk of Alan Armistead

Tablespoon of codeine

Will put you right to bed

I don’t want any more codeine

Wanted to make it on my own tonight