Prison break
It’s the Love Rust Gang
Over the hill
Torches in the rain
Meat-hook moon is a blunt machete
Swinging like a bat with his eyelids heavy
Static waltz of the constellations
Beaming down signals to the radio stations
The contraband in the hands of the sasquatch
Yellow teeth and rainbow mouthwash
Belly up the backwash three
Washing in the river
Hiding in the trees
Rattlesnakes, swimming through sand
Forged from stone
Living out of tin cans
Left the backdoor open with the porchlight on
The night crept in under cover of a storm
Out in the desert with their screaming wings
Three birds perched
On the horizon
Prison break
It’s the Love Rust Gang
Over the hill
Torches in the rain
Meat-hook moon is a blunt machete
Swinging like a bat with his eyelids heavy
Static waltz of the constellations
Beaming down signals to the radio stations
The contraband in the hands of the sasquatch
Yellow teeth and rainbow mouthwash
Music production and performance: Greig Thomson and Al Thumm
Video mash: Greig Thomson
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