Ipecac Lyrics

Jay Farrar/Son Volt
Happy hair with fashion eyes, climbed up the ivory tower
Just forgot, what the game was for (x2)
Sing the streets of silence, we have to fight the way
From the bone, cook up the monring glue (x2)
Find a way to make it work, leave old bags behind
This ride is a scream, happy hour turns hearts to dust
Watch out for love like ipecac a strage brew were looking at
Watch out for love like ipecac
Great buildings of majesty made by the rat race whore
Backed by, the graves of the laborors toil (x2)
Repeat Chorus