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White Trash Heroes - Archers Of Loaf
Frozen out of focus the Sunday crowd
Started dreaming of television turned up too loud
Coded conversation half baked and tired
Left us sleeping on blacktops burning the motor mile
And underneath the arcade details collide
There's good shopping but all those patrons have too much style
And moving in slow motion the boulevard started seeping
With them half ravers and techno bars
It is like below the neon sign
All speeding past the line and thrashing I'm in paradise
Sealed in concentration the lantern lights
Started shrinking on dead men drinking white liquor wine
And eyed the complication the methane gas
Started leaking on bastards burning half red and black
We can't lie below imperfect time
All speeding past the line and thrashing I'm in paradise
And standing at the gates of NC state fair
Saw you smoking with all those new friends you've got to spare
And melting back in focus the sunday crowd
Started sleeping with white trash heroes tv's turned down
In he lies below the neon sky
All speeding past the line and thrashing I'm in paradise
We can't lie below imperfect time
All dreaming of the white trash heroes on the boulevard
It is like below the neon sky
All speeding past the line and thrashing on the boulevard
We can't lie below imperfect time
All dreaming of the white trash heroes I'm in paradise
