Tim O'Heir - The Writhing South lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay! Searching for blood in the salty sea The sun beating down on the chest in back of me Looking for d** in a Southern town Hey, hey, hey-hey... I've got this red right hand that points me south The puke green clouds just spat me out Into the hot heartland, I've landed with no shoes I hear, "Hey, hey, hey-hey; come pollinate me Hey, hey, hey-hey; come pollinate me, hey" Across the room, across the room I hope to watch you writhe again soon Across the room, across the room I hope to watch you writhe again soon "All right, we're gonna do it again for you now, okay." Yeah, oh yeah, yeah! They've got the army of ears, they can't hear you now I got the piss in my veins in these furrowed brows You've got this one last change to burn me, turn me down If not-- I've got these last twelve bucks to spend on you You can take me anywhere your sick mind wants to Use yourself to fuel me using you Oh, I hear, "Hey, hey, hey-hey; come pollinate me Hey, hey, hey-hey; come pollinate me, hey" Across the room, across the room I hope to watch you writhe again soon Across the room, across the room I hope to watch you writhe again soon [Instrumental] I hear, "Hey, hey, hey-hey; come pollinate me Hey, hey, hey-hey; come pollinate me, hey Hey, hey-hey; come pollinate me" Across the room, across the room I hope to watch you writhe again soon Across the room, across the room I hope to watch you writhe again soon I hope to watch you writhe again soon