Cass McCombs
Cass McCombs
Cass McCombs
Cass McCombs
Cass McCombs
Cass McCombs
Cass McCombs
Cass McCombs
Cass McCombs
Cass McCombs
Cass McCombs
Cass McCombs
Cass McCombs
Cass McCombs
Cass McCombs
Cass McCombs
Cass McCombs
Cass McCombs
Cass McCombs
We entered the tomb of Queen Nefertari
I had on my white suit, you wore a stolen silk sari
Osiris must have saw how you came to be
When you lied to me
You lied to me
You lied to me
You lied to me
You lied to me, and I to you
I guess we deserve each other-- No, damned if I do
The whole of my education I was just getting reamed
Because you lied to me
You lied to me
You lied to me
You lied to me
I guess it’s my fault for being so gullible, less taut
Okay, put her there, let us agree that fair is fair
Ick! what’s this in your palm? Some kind of balm?
Some kind of balm?
Blow, hydra
Blow, double-edge
Blow, Mata Hari
Blow, singing saved wretch
When you look in the mirror
Tell me, what do you see?
You lied to me
You lied to me
You lied to me
You lied to me