Pharaoh's Horses

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Lyric

(From the album The Adequate Kyle Bronsdon in Electrifying 3-D!)

Listen to the single needle buzzing in your arm 
Look out the window through the neon 
There's a sailor in the street, you can tell he's smoking menthol 
Floating through this foggy port of call 

Lifting up his sweaty visor as he wipes away the ink 
The artist rinses off your blood into the sink 
And the horses on your shoulder blades are burning hot and free 
As you take the reins and charge them to the sea 

"Give me Pharaoh's horses", they cry to Mr. Grimm 
He tortures them for hours and they give half their pay to him 
You sailors at the circus, you devils of The Pike 
Let's all take The Walk of a Thousand Lights 

The circus is in town here every evening 
They pull the tent stakes from the ground when we leave 
And the horses at the wagons must be lighter than the breeze 
Big top's rising when we anchor in Belize 

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the pier 
Pour me out the finest vintage we have here 
Boatswain take the mooring lines so we have time for sin 
The truth is we'll be back aboard again