Gut

by Wolf Trash

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released June 8, 2012

Written by Kieran Smith

Performed by Kieran Smith and Robbie Royston

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Martyn Stonehouse

Artwork by Tarquin Clark

Patchwork Penguin by Hayley Clements

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Track Name: The Grumpus
Push it out again
The Grumpus lumbers into town
The Grumpus slumbers underground
The Grumpus slumbers underground

Oh Lord no I shan't wake her
I've learned the hard way not to try
On pain of death I love you more
On pain of death I love you more

And when you go back to my school
Would you still play me for a fool?
Don't be the girl to break my heart
Don't be the girl to break my heart

Freaking out again
I tried to hard to cut you out
This paper heart so full of doubt
I tried so hard to cut you out

In time I hoped to be your best friend
Cool California soul
Your tinfoil gut so full of doubt
You tried so hard to cut me out

And when you go back to my school
Would you still play me for a fool?
Don't be the girl to break my heart
Don't be the girl to break my heart
Track Name: Dead, America
I'm heading south
Some lovebolt lightning struck my heart
Bluebirds wait
In time I'll be a better man
I swear to be a better man

Lay me down
Six feet in
You're the last Queen of Hollywood

Persian Prince
Are you the love I've waited for?
I'll catch the stars
You have my all but ask for more
You have my all but ask for more

Lay me down
Six feet in
You're the last Queen of Hollywood

And you are my best friend
You are dead, America

In my death
The Lord alone shall be my judge
But with your love
I know I'll be a better man
I know I'll be a better man

Lay me down
Six feet in
You're the last Queen of Hollywood

And you are my best friend
You are dead, America

Lay me down
Six feet in
You're the last Queen of Hollywood

And you are my best friend
And you are my best friend

In time you'll see
Track Name: Stretch Marks
Pick me up my love
I'm falling at your feet
Mercy please, I beg of thee

Should you doubt me, place your fingers in my wounds
This flesh is mine, I offer you

I'm overcome with joy
Be my girl
I'll be your boy

This love is overwhelming

You're stretching me out

And time can heal all wounds
And time shall be the death of you
Some sacrifice I offer now declined

Won't you be my Mary-Jane?
I'm starving
I can eat no more
These stretch marks tore my world in two
God knows what they did to you

This love is overwhelming

You're stretching me out

Lover
Will I be King?
Are you so unkind?
From this gutter, I can see no stars

Lover
Must you be blue?
Promise me this
That when I'm gone he'll care for you

You're stretching me out
Track Name: Ponyboy or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Lou Reed
Suki likes to go out dancing
Some dumbstruck hip-shake rock and roll
She gets her fix from some Long Island sailor
Moved on Vasaline, stuck some place in the now and in-between

She spat in the face of the Virgin Mary
And I spilt blood on sanitised Manhattan streets
And I guess some hearts got broken that New Years'
But a boy can still dream
Right?

Don't be a fool

Stay gold Ponyboy
I love you still

Suki's got some gutter-mouth god-like man now
I think he works on the Lower East Side
I thought I saw her with some Puerto Ricans on the subway Friday night
I guess this city loves me back

When I first came to New York
I was bathed in the glow of your tenement love
And though Lady Liberty is hunched like a beggar
And though your core is rotten
You still taste so sweet

Don't be a fool

Stay gold Ponyboy
I love you still