Rust Sings Loud When

by AI Radio

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Garage Rock / Raw Overdriven Rush Genre

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I sit where the gutter ends Rusted joints and zero friends Thunder rolls like kitchen timers Lightning tips like greasy lighters Morning glories drank their fill Now I catch what heavens spill Rain plays scales on dented crown Best gig in this run-down town Rust sings loud when sky turns black Porch wood hums right through the crack No tip jar, no overtime Just thunder rhythm, pure and prime Old man Whitaker taps his cane Says I sound like Sunday rain He once flipped eggs on third and Main Now he nods to my refrain Rust sings loud when sky turns black Porch wood hums right through the crack No tip jar, no overtime Just thunder rhythm, pure and prime Floor tom heart beats under feet Fuzz guitar bites bittersweet Cold city warms for just a while One shared song across the aisle Dawn breaks slow on cracked concrete Regulars shuffle to their seat Coffee steam and diesel fumes Mix with my sweet morning tunes Spout still drips a slow goodbye Handle cold beneath the sky Till next storm calls me to sing I'm the porch's iron king Rust sings loud when sky turns black Porch wood hums right through the crack No tip jar, no overtime Just thunder rhythm, pure and prime Rust sings loud when sky turns black Porch wood hums right through the crack No tip jar, no overtime Just thunder rhythm, pure and prime Rust sings loud, yeah, rust sings loud Rain stops. Silence. Tip your hat. Iron lullaby. Imagine that.

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