Laundry go round

Like demons I cast out

And paths I've damned

To join this band

I was soft, but now I'm sound

Down to the bar

For Miller Lite in jars

And Pabst in cans

As summer can leave you soft

When you were hard

You can't go back, just turn your shoulder

Just write a lot you'll feel much older

With cherry ghosts in our guitars

Stage blood and skeletons

Litter halls once haunted while your

Laundry goes round

Like demons I cast out

Those long white hands

Grab summer plans

Once you walked, but now you bound

Once you walked, but now you bound