What you said I'll put it side by side
with all your bullshit from last nite
You like to live what you can't do
and you know you ain't

It's very hard, I know
with nothing to give away
A message like oil pan every plate
The mesmerizing song that locks the starting gate

Queasy giant
or a greasy saint
It's nice to know
the things you lost where real

Cruedly fashioned pillar
for you to hide behind
Will mount upright
in the bleeding rain
And old dead horse
with a cheap new color paint

Queasy giant
or a greasy saint
It's nice to know
the things you lost where real
It's nice to know
the things you lost where real


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Greasy Saint song meanings
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