Pavement - Starlings Of The Slipstream Lyrics
I heard what you said -- the leaders are deadTheyre robbing the skies -- I can hear their followers cry:Ah -ooh -- starlings in the slipstreamAh -ooh -- starlings in the slipstreamAh -ooh -- starlings in the slipstreamAh -ooh -- starlings in the slipstreamThe language of influence is cluttered with hard hard csAnd I put a spy-cam in a sororityAh-ooh -- darlings on the split-screenAh-ooh -- darlings on the split-screenAh-ooh -- darlings on the split-screenAh-ooh -- darlings on the split-screenAh-oohTheres no women in alaskaTheres no creoles in vermontTheres no coast of nebraskaMy mother, I forgotSlavic princess with a rose in her teethDo you suppose she would bite you if she could?Insane cobra split the woodTrader of the lowland breedCall a jittney, drive awayIn the slipstream we will stayStay away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away