Murder By Death Caucus Race Lyrics

Caucus Race Lyrics

Take the last bus home with the quarters in your pockets left over from pinball
machines at the bar many streets from your house. casino lights still flicker
in your eyes your teeth taste faintly of flesh and gold tonight. you've been
waiting for a long time between the dancing and the refill line she touches
your wrist you start to sweat but it's just drinks and time playin' tricks. go
back go back just get away from me your teeth taste faintly of flesh and gold.