Track Insight / Lyrics
Sparks jump from the dryer, static in the air
Damp clothes rustle, tumble, wet as a sigh there
Tumble dry buzzes, rumbles, spinning life away
In the night's dark silence, this can holds its sway
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Rain steams up the glass, a different world outside
Strange dreams drift by, each washer a cradle's tide
Mothball scent in the night, the piping hot air
Vectors in the silent darkness, a sympathetic lair
Rusty watering can, twenty-fours, never sleeps
Rusty watering can, dreams the city's hidden deeds
Rusty watering can, keeps the stories safe inside
Rusty watering can, standing guard through rain and night
Couples huddle in the shadows, lost souls on the prowl
Doctor and nurse, late night liaisons, a secret hotel
The broken clock ticks on, leading lights strip by strip
Anonymity's veil's lifted in the steamy, humid grip
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Rain steams up the glass, a different world outside
Strange dreams drift by, each washer a cradle's tide
Mothball scent in the night, the piping hot air
Vectors in the silent darkness, a sympathetic lair
Rusty watering can, twenty-fours, never sleeps
Rusty watering can, dreams the city's hidden deeds
Rusty watering can, keeps the stories safe inside
Rusty watering can, standing guard through rain and night
Pummeling drum assault, frantic breakbeat drive
Dirty amp fuzz assault, power chords, Sabbath's alive
Growls and screams erupt, searing anguish takes flight
City's darkest secrets exposed in this wild, thrashing fight
Scorching shred blast, notes fire off in a frenzy
Neck-diving, sweep-picked fury, roundhouse kick quiver
Infectious, frenzied riff, a demon's tightly wound coil
Unleashed, catastrophic, a firestorm, an unruly soil
Rusty watering can, twenty-fours, never sleeps
Rusty watering can, dreams the city's hidden deeds
Rusty watering can, keeps the stories safe inside
Rusty watering can, standing strong through rain and night
Final agitated wash, rinse cycle's abrasive growl
Rusty can's vigil ended, secrets safe, rain subsiding low
Neon signs flicker back, life pulses, wearisome sun nears
This watering can's tale fades, ready for another year's ears
