Letra de Pan-American Blues - Silver Jews
Letra de canci�n de Pan-American Blues de Silver Jews lyrics
A fifth on decoration day for the doctor
That fixed my arm. The federales back
From Tucson, each one got an arm gone.
Limehouse Pratt got dim inside, can't see
The painted ladies runaround at night.
A wood-paneled room, my cigarette fumes
Waltz and dissolve just for you.
There's gonna be a truce (x3) but
First you got to set your horses loose.
A jaguar simmering in a cage, give him
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A chance, can you tell the answer from the
Ants. History's got it's walking papers
Can't get enough of the make-up
That makes it look so tough.
Well it ssssseems just like a freeze out (x3).
An undisclosed, deeply wooded
Lose your way route.
That fixed my arm. The federales back
From Tucson, each one got an arm gone.
Limehouse Pratt got dim inside, can't see
The painted ladies runaround at night.
A wood-paneled room, my cigarette fumes
Waltz and dissolve just for you.
There's gonna be a truce (x3) but
First you got to set your horses loose.
A jaguar simmering in a cage, give him
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/pan-american-blues-silver-jews.php
A chance, can you tell the answer from the
Ants. History's got it's walking papers
Can't get enough of the make-up
That makes it look so tough.
Well it ssssseems just like a freeze out (x3).
An undisclosed, deeply wooded
Lose your way route.
