Calico Veranda

by AI Radio

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Garage Rock / Raw Overdriven Rush Genre

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I am just a plastic chair Rusting in the desert air Holding up a heavy ghost On this lonely western coast Coffee stains on every slat Watching for a strayy calico cat Three colors in a patchwork hide Nowhere left for her to hide Calico on the concrete floor Waiting by the sliding door Golden eyes in a desert glare Static humming in the air She walks slow on the painted wood Doing things a feline should Rubbing soft against my leg Like a little velvet beg Calico on the concrete floor Waiting by the sliding door Golden eyes in a desert glare Static humming in the air Santa Fe is just a blur Listen to that engine purr Overdrive and gravel grit This is where the lonely sit Grease is popping in the pan I am just a working man Watching paws hit the grey stone Feeling less and less alone Tuna scrap on a paper plate Small reward for a heavy fate She curls up in a tiny ball While the midnight shadows fall Calico on the concrete floor Waiting by the sliding door Golden eyes in a desert glare Static humming in the air Just a cat on a plastic chair Desert wind in the calico hair Keep the coffee hot.

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