Rain Ammunition(Peel Session 2) - Pavement
Rain ammunition
The foreign prey
Winter is rapt
And it's a cold, bitter trap
Ride away
Lose the virgin tribe
Lady, you're the Fort Ham of your dress
No one will lay it, and no one will say it
Kids are like a wild, deery game
Tough shank legs will never be the same (wah!)
Fashion
Pass...
Passion
There's a troop
He's not plural, he's
Dropped off by a desert shack
Shandy Town, look at your lime sparks
Under the tree
She falls like a leaf
(flutter...)
Stay on the primal scream track
Rave up your fortune
The miners will help you get back
(back, back, back)
What they took away in '82
La-bor
Labor
There's a labor
Shop
Shop
Shop
Shoppin'
Evil shoppin'
Yeah, you, you're shoppin'!