Cider Gin Pub

Down at the cider gin pub where you answer to none
You drink with your eyes & you dine with your thumbs
Pulling the wool
Spinning the wheel
You drink all the time 'cause there's life to be lived

Down at the cider gin pub they don't care where you're from
They charge you in chocolates & pay you in gum
Flipping the lure
Rigging the lux
You speak what you mean all the time what a rush

Peeling posters & buzzing illuminants
Felt-tipped graffiti with cryptic congruence
You could see yourself to the door
If you weren't glued to the floor

Down at the cyber-thin club where you bleed in the sun
Your skin comes undone from your teeth & your gums
So spare me a crumb & I'll cut you a deal
Just feed me your eyes & I'll bite off my tongue



Credits
Writer(s): Collin Mcnulty
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