Onion Soup Lyrics - Singles - Vic Chesnutt

Thin and unshaved, drunk and mysterious 

Oh, I must say lifestyle is curious 

With a little touch of the sniffles 

And filthy socks 

Gnawed, crumbled fingernails 

Never doing tomahawk chops 

A flaky head dandruff is distinguish 

Ed lacquer is red vain is the varnish 

What is at the root of this 

She'll say, whatcha got 

What participle do you possess 

She'll say, which I have not 

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One blustery day we rode out 

To the Meadowlands 

We saw and were amazed 

Then hauled it back into town again 

Mississippi is a mess sometimes 

And not only when it rains 

How come you went back to that malaria island 

'Cause our friendship is strained 

Those were the days 

When you were so cosmopolitan 

These are the days 

My letters they're so maudlin 

I wrote you an eloquent postcard once 

About this most exquisite onion soup 

But of course I never mailed though 

'Cause it was your turn in the loop, loop 

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Those were the days 

When you were so cosmopolitan 

These are the days 

My letters they're increasingly maudlin