Gut Pageant Lyrics - Singles - Hersh Kristin

That fine fever brought us here 

Lambasted eyeballs 

When we kiss the dirt 

The orchids laugh 

What a gut pageant 

We could play for hours 

What a gut pageant 

Meat for the flowers 

You break out of a paper bag 

And wake up on the street 

Just kidding 

You don't have to go 

I asked him why the grass is blue 

And stray boys don't go home 

Why four a.m's so screwy 

He says " Sleep through it " 

What a gut pageant 

We could play for hours 

What a gut pageant 

Meat for the flowers 

Not too special not too strange 

Just the way I like 'em 

You find an empty promise and stick by it 

Not too pretty, not too sweet 

Just the way I like you 

When you kiss the dirt 

The orchids laugh, harder than me 

Tell me another one 

I could sit for hours 

When anyone laughs 

I know I'm a coward 

What a gut pageant 

We could play for hours 

When we kiss the dirt 

The orchids laugh, harder than me.