Songs of the SOUL COUGHING

True Dreams Of Wichita – Soul Coughing

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Got lost in the Rideup to the Plungedown; Man sends the ray of the electric light Sends the impulse Through the air Down to home And you can stand

Soft Serve – Soul Coughing

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I tried to shoot a thought, but the thought sunk. Nothing to do but scratch words in the dirt and Watch the water roll down. Phantom kisses buzzing like

St. Louise Is Listening – Soul Coughing

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I rubbed it out and loved the spot where it was missing She’s widely known the only maquereau that pays her taxes I got to box her for the

Screenwriter’s Blues – Soul Coughing

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twisted like knots on fingers. Jewels cleaving skin between breasts. Your Cadillac breathes four hundred horses over blue lines. You are going to Reseda to make love to a