03. Friction [Marquee Moon][1977]

I knew it musta been some big set-up.
All the Action just would not let up.
It's just a little bit back from the main road
where the silence spreads and the men dig holes.
I start to spin the tale [bad word] of my diction

You Give Me Friction
But I Dig Friction
You Know I'm Crazy About Friction

My eyes are like telescopes
I see it all backwards: but who wants hope?
If I ever catch that ventriloquist
I'll squeeze his head right into my fist. [bad word] tracking down,
What's the prediction?

I'll betcha it's Friction...

Stop this head motion... set the sails.
You know all us boys gonna wind up in jail.
I don't wanna grow up
there's too much contradiction

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