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Lyrics: Extra Virgin - Palm Reader

appears on : Extra Virgin - 12 Stories High, Extra Virgin - First Cold Pressing

Rene Lopez: vocals, keyboards, percussions
Rogers Stevens: guitars, bass
Matt Flynn: drums
Andrew Bird: violin

My fortune teller gave me a song wrapped in a blanket,
It was so cold
I brought it back home,
Gave it my best room,
Lit all the candles,
Waited for the moon.

Everybody has demons,
Keep them in their back pocket
Someone sold them to strangers,
Now they're digging up your yard.

The drugstore cowboys sold me the potion
That kills the cancer that swims through my blood
My palm reads questions,
Not giving answers
Oh my will is broken
From chasing sinners.

Everybody has demons,
Keep them in their back pocket
Someone sold them to strangers,
Now they're digging up your yard.

I look in the mirror when my room is dark.
I call my palm reader and tell her I'm fucked up.

Everybody has demons,
Keep them in their back pocket
Someone sold them to strangers,
Now they're digging up your yard.

Rogers Stevens
Kingsway Studio, New Orleans
August 1999

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