For Your Lungs Only

 

Released May 1998
Asian Man Records

1. Snake Oil Tanker
2. Southern Rock
3. Cooking Wine
4. For Your Lungs Only

Matt Skiba : vocals, guitar
Dan Andriano : bass, vocals
Glenn Porter : drums

 

 

 

Snaker Oil Tanker

This time you've dug yourself an anchor
too heavy to move ahead with
Resembling a faker, charming snake oil tankers
Don't let them strike you down
I know that you wish I was dead
I know 'cause you told me last weekend
And Christmas has never felt colder
I've never felt colder
This time you've dug yourself an anchor
too heavy to move ahead with
Resembling a faker, charming snake oil tankers
Don't let them strike you down
I know that you wish I was dead
I know 'cause you told me last weekend
And Christmas has never felt colder
I haven't felt colder since

 

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Southern Rock

I can't believe my heart's still pounding
I can't believe how close I came
And meanwhile heaven's falling
The fallen angels flown away
And that'll be me someday
With stolen wings and evil ways
Straight south with the keys to the pearly gates

Hard to believe my heart stopped pounding
Hard to believe I played this game
My worst nightmares became real
I got so scared that I forgot my name
And that'll be me someday
With stolen wings and evil ways
Straight south with the keys to the pearly gates

 

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Cooking Wine

Sorry I'm late, I was out spoiling my liver
I couldn't wait
The sun was up for far too long today
And I can't see straight
But the two of you look awfully pretty
And I couldn't wait
Been awake for far too long today
And is it strong enough to burn away the cooking wine?
And I'm just tired enough
If I close my eyes I'll sleep for days
I'll sleep for days

Sorry I'm late, I was out spoiling my liver
I couldn't wait
The sun was up for far too long today
And I can't see straight
But the two of you look awfully pretty
You're fucking beautiful
And is it strong enough to burn away the cooking wine?
And I'm just tired enough
If I close my eyes I'll sleep for days
I'll sleep for days

 

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For Your Lungs Only

A right turn gone wrong
Nothing but the dust left to fill your lungs up
Have to choke and choke and choke
Reprecussion, what got us this form?
Facilitation for feeling listless
Reprecussion, what got us this form?
Facilitation for feeling listless
The son sits out in the sun
And that's when he calls 'father'
He realized a long time ago
He's never coming home, no
Reprecussion, what got us this form?
Facilitation for feeling listless

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