Letra de Catholic Pagans - Surfer Blood

Never could be still for long
and i could never hold a job
coupled with a weakness for cocaine and liquor
not much you can do for love

When i met you i broke the mold
i fell apart and combed my hair
whiskey shakes
fourteen whole days
stay off the streets at night for weeks

I don't wanna be your catholic pagan now that you're here
we're counting on each other for love, survival, and everything else

Please don't padlock your parent's bomb shelter
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or fill her up with dust and ash
a landfill mecca for burnouts
and listless adolescent sour mash

I'm not saying that i've earned love
but i could really use it now
so turn out the lights over and over and over
we'll figure out the rest somehow

I don't wanna be your russian bride not anymore?
Barack Hussein Obama would have a field day if he knew at all

Sorry we have to go
have to go