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Nick Cave
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The Friend Catcher
I, cigarette fingers puff and poke puff and poking the smoke touches the ground
You, your lungs and your wrists they throb like trains choo choo choo it's a prison of sound
of sound
She, by my chinny chin chin [buying chilly chin-chin?] Eee-oh Eee-oh Like a zippo smokes the way hope, around
You, your lungs and your wrists they throb like trains Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com choo choo choo It's a prison of sound
a prison of sound
She, by the hair of my chinny chin chin Eee-oh Eee-oh Eee-oh Eee-oh Like a zippo smokes the way hope, around
You, your lungs and your wrists they throb like trains choo choo choo it's a prison of sound
I poke around...
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