Atmosphere Peyote Lyrics

Sad Clown Bad Fall 10 Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Peyote
  • 2 Party Over Here
  • 3 Makes the Sun Come Out
  • 4 The Rooster
  • 5 Lyndale Avenue User's Manual

  • She goes by the nickname peyote,
    Her real name is Iris
    Appearance doesn't matter so im not gonna describe it
    She was a dancer down at edit this portion
    I cant name the spot they don't merit the promotion
    But I been there look like any strip club
    Everybody slicked up trying to get they dick sucked
    Smoke and mirrors you know fake magic tricks
    Like these people didn't come here just for ass and tits
    But this one in particular was popular with midlife ballers
    And white collar out of towners
    Plus it attracted athletic individuals that came here to play against
    The twins and the timber wolves
    Safe to say she made the rent good
    Twenty years of age a spot up in Kentwood
    She had the car, the dog, and the kitchen sink
    She had a drug free body didn't even drink
    She had a sister who wouldn't stop giving her shit
    For dropping out of art school to be a stripper
    Iris was sick and tired of the questions
    But big sis didn't understand the perspective
    She knows her little sister isn't a slut
    But she objectifies herself and contributes to the gluttony
    Now here's Iris stealin' from the devil to buy some time
    To make life something special

    [Chorus:]
    Where did you go? When did you fall?
    That little one, you all grown up
    Oh how they've grown, those days are done
    Under the gun, now you are dealt
    Where did you go? When did you fall?
    That little one, you all grown up
    Oh how they've grown, those days are done
    Look at us, who you to judge?

    Her oldest sisters name was Jocelyn
    Awfully slim, on a diet of bottled water and oxygen
    She lives on higher water by the Target
    And she dates a photographer, that's how she started modeling
    She ain't no supermodel, this is Minneap for that you'd have to move to Chicago
    Or maybe LA or NY
    Now she does what she does here and she gets by
    And her boyfriend gets a little currency
    Taking photos for advertising agencies
    Now he's gonna steal from the devil
    Stick it to the man, revolutionary rebel
    One afternoon after work he went to the strip club
    Just to loosen up that shirt
    He and a couple job associates are gonna sink them drinks
    Like they about to be extinct
    Never met his girlfriends little sister
    But she recognized him from cell phone pictures
    Any other circumstances she'd have hollered
    But topless in heels is a little bit awkward
    Eventually his friends leave
    And when he gets up, she grabs him by the coat sleeve
    Too drunk to catch what she says
    But he did offer her three hundred on some head, like

    [Chorus:]
    Where did you go? When did you fall?
    That little one, you all grown up
    Oh how they've grown, those days are done
    Under the gun, now you are dealt
    Where did you go? When did you fall?
    That little one, you all grown up
    Oh how they've grown, those days are done
    Look at us, who you to judge?

    When you do wrong it makes me want to do right
    It also cancels out the guilt that makes the load feel light
    It also gives some leverage to the morally impaired
    So make mistakes for us to hold over your hair

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