Timbuktu lyrics

Song information

Artist: Fair To Midland
Album: Inter.Funda.Stifle

Lyrics

Pack up with what's worthy, lock it up in the car
Don't be surprised if I drive too far
Speak now and we're followed while the weakest react
The nose on the siren is right on our tracks

A pair of tripods eyes through streets of mercury
Not as common as leisure days, not as modern as much too late

I sailed through the catapults between april and may
He quoted his price and that's what he'll pay
He spread thick like a heathen, the clouds buried the chalk
While the sut on our throat 'till our engine stops

Pearls and oysters every each turn grow the lilac near the grubworm
Push the button closest to him, give me glue so I can stick to plan

But instead, sail the desert

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