Kentucky Fried Chaos
Asleep at the wheel on the edge of a knife I got Kentucky fried chaos for a pillow tonight You burn me with your endless summer A slipstream heart like no other Claiming a stake when my heart's not in it Return to the table and see what I see Asleep at the wheel on the edge of forever I got Kentucky fried chaos whatever the weather You burn me with your acid tongue blues A slipstream heart for the nine o clock news Claiming a stake when my heart's not in it Turning the tables to see what I see Come and see Come and see A ghost of the past in the memory of water A shadow of the past in the memories of water


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