Strawberry stains
On my white shirt (remind me of wound)
They were shot by a rifle, it was a rifle of love
Didn't wear no vest, bullet bursted my chest
On the floor I'm lying,
I think I'm dying
It's such a drag, with this worn out wash tag
I'm lost and won't be found and now I'm...
Rolling with the laundry
I'm soaking during the fall
I'm spinning during the springtime
I'm drying under the sky
It's suffocating and I'm soaking
Alone to, longing to, heading to something better
Got your attention
Through the shutter reflection
Soft bleached affection
Take that cart and put me back to...
Rolling with the laundry
I'm soaking throughout the fall
I'm spinning during the springtime
I'm drying under the sky
No matter what colour we are
We're all full of stains
We all need love, wash me with love
Wash me, touch me,
Sling me, thrill me
Cleanse me, sense me
Bleach me, teach me...
I'm rolling with the laundry
I'm soaking throughout the fall
I'm spinning during the springtime
I'm drying under the sky
Don't believe the name of their latest album; jangle-pop hooks and stacked grunge guitars are two of the Bay Area band's greatest gifts. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 16, 2023