THE STILLS LYRICS



"Of Montreal"


The falling free on, it's turning me on

It drips on the street, the sun cries from the heat

I love feeling beat, I'll kiss the lipstick on your teeth



Friends getting old, we all dig for gold

The crumbs and pieces, the dead mess in the sink

Turning me on, Turning me on 



The night's so happy, the base drum heavy

The photo glossy, the people pretty

Turning me on... [4x]





[Thanks to Kitesabawi@yahoo.com for these lyrics]