Dm A7 DmDm A7 DmC GDm A7 Dm [Verse]Dm A7 Dm Aloysius was a bluegrass drummer, he was just a normal kidDm A7 Dm Bloomin', trippin', flowin' under, just as I once didC G At a 24-hour restaurant, open 'til the end of timeDm A7 Dm He was washing dishes there when he met Brick Butterfly [Verse]Dm A7 Dm She was a no-wave singer for a country act working outta Region TenDm A7 Dm She was all strung out on hard street fat but he didn't know it thenC First a look, then a spark, sound of Velcro in the darkG His heart is spinning like a bicycle wheelDm A7 Dm She and he laid the stems down flat in the middle of a field [Instrumental]Dm A7 DmDm A7 DmC GDm A7 Dm [Verse]Dm A7 Dm Brick Butterfly had a history of sleeping with the kitchen staffDm A7 Dm She was a hardcore gobbler and a longtime guzzler of hydrogenated crapC G Suet, tallow, liquid squeals, great mounds of plastic lardDm A7 Dm That's what she got the lad to steal on the night that he got fired [Verse]Dm A7 Dm Aloysius woke at five a.m, the hungry girl was goneDm A7 Dm There was blood in the bedding, forks in the ceiling, and bones all over the lawnC G Like any strong young poet would, he packed his bags for Region TenDm A7 Dm I guess now I know him less than I ever knew him thenDm A7 Dm Yes, I guess I know him even less than I ever knew him then
Aloysius Bluegrass Drummer
The Silver Jews
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