about
church boy
lyrics
i'm a polite little church boy
in my turtle neck and my corduroys
bright red hair, burning in the sun
i only feel tall when all the adults are sitting down
drunk on caffeine
but the strangest thing, they keep whispering
i have yet to find a mitten that fits
but i'll be damned if i fail
i'd be at home on a sitcom
i could disappear til my show is on
a big dumb joke feeding on applause
i never felt high til i could feel you in my bones
a shot of self esteem
but the strangest thing, you kept whispering
i stole a factory fold said golden polo
bought a bottle of bronzer, could not be aloe
no shit, ill avoid the sun if i can help it
i dug a tunnel to god but i gave up half way
got a mouthful of worms but kept my stomach empty
no shit, i will curse and spit if i can help it
but the strangest thing, they kept whispering
credits
from
LATER ON IF AT ALL,
released June 26, 2020
guitar / vocals: david stone
bass / backing vocals: geoff spall
guitar: bobby metzger
percussion: brandyn morit
recorded by jon fintel at relay recording
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