Tommy
Portugal The Man
Tommy was a preacher's son
Now he's running through the jungle, yes sir!
Fingers cold and fire
When you get so tired and we're so tired
Lazing back in this desert
Waitin' for that sunny day
Tommy was a preacher's son
Now he's running through the streets sellin' up that cocaine
Those fire eyes will get ya
When you get too tired and we're so tired and
Eyes blister beaded fortress rolling fevered freight trains in
Well I met three men with friends in office
Smooth dark skin and ivory teeth smiles
Our boots come alive in this mud in this mud and this shit
Life is hard to fill with teeth that bite and eat up our fears
Walkin' through August fall of '69
Jesus had birthed him
He spoke in guns through crippled sheets
For Jesus had birthed him
Sugar cubes fingernails worming snakes that built the fire
When you get so tired and we're so tired
Oh Jimmy got impatient
Waitin' for that sunny day
Well I met three men with friends in office
Smooth dark skin and ivory teeth smiles
Our boots come alive in this mud in this mud and this shit
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