Lambchop Four Pounds In Two Days Lyrics

Four Pounds In Two Days Lyrics

They say you walk around

As if a ghost had crossed your path

And turned into a reading material



And as it happens to be chosen

From the torn or taffeta

You're frozen in the contemplation of a win



Okay, that was maybe a little heavy

On the word play

But as first thoughts go

They were mostly to the right



And as you register an itch

Or the things that makes you sweat

To accuse the weights and measures of a lie, a lie