Lyrics

The Comfort Inn Is my silver glitterbox An oyster is my world A lumpy armchair sings My only quiet song W Aiting for the astroturf to grow These are all the shapes Nevada could have been Fear's a big garage sale In the palm of my hand Temptation wears a purple velvet hat A vampire makes my favorite noise When he wears his gardening glove These are all the shapes Nevada could have been Toaster's at its best When it sings a Spanish song Waiting for the dodo bird to sing The sharpening knife is a wishbone pull Her beadsift is a curse My dad is a receipt for a full tank of gas From a Tennessee town