At The Drive In Schaffino Lyrics

Schaffino Lyrics

This time, I'm gonna take the collection baby

And with the money in my hand

I'm gonna purchase all the details

Scrub you clean with my soap opera chirpin'



Walkin' on tip-toed pickpocket fever

Racin' up the scales of your thermometer

Turnbuckle tournicate clottin' the moonshine

Clotheslined seizures singin' 'Happy Valentines'

[Incomprehensible]



I found feathers in the hit and run nest

Omerttas not a prayer on your rosary beads

I found feathers in the hit and run nest

And what do you say?



When she knocked me over

I looked inside the hearse

Sproutin' chauvinistic swine

And written were the words



Pokin' butter with this knife

Allergic to this concubine

Racin' by in a '56 Chevy

And we couldn't even pretend to be alive



To be alive, to be alive

To be alive, to be alive

To be alive



I found feathers in the hit and run nest

Scrub you clean with my soap opera chirpin

I found feathers in the hit and run nest