"Glass Cats"
(written
by Kristin Hersh)
So leave the bottom feeders to their old shrines
We'll
hang in heaven with our own kind
Someday ?????
Just a little mercy
Boy,
you make it shine
Outside it's blue
In this house it's golden
Boy, you make
it shine
So leave the bottom feeders to their old shrines
We'll hang in heaven with our own kind
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