Ipecac - Son Volt

Happy hair with fashion eye

Climbed up the Ivory Tower

Just forgot what the game was for

Just forgot what the game was for

Sing the streets of silence

Have to fight the way

From the bone cook up the morning glue

From the bone cook up the morning glue

Find a way to make it work

Leave old bags behind

This ride is a scream

Happy hour turns hearts to dust

Watch out for love like Ipecac

A strange brew we’re looking at Watch out for love like Ipecac

Great buildings of majesty

Made by the rat race whore

Backed by the graves of the laborer’s toil

Backed by the graves of the laborer’s toil