The Friend Catcher Lyrics

Birthday Party The Friend Catcher

Songwriters: Cave, Nick;

I, cigarette fingers
Puff and poke
Puff and poking the smoke
It touches the ground

You and your lungs and your wrist
They throb like trains
Choo choo choo
It's a prison of sound

Of sound

She by a chinny chin chin
Eee oh eee oh
Like a Zippo smokes the way
Poke around

You and your lungs and your wrist
They throb like trains
Choo choo choo
It's a prison of sound

I poke around

She by the hair of my chinny chin chin
Eee oh eee oh eee oh eee oh
Like a Zippo smokes the way
Poke around

You and your lungs and your wrists
They throb like trains
[Incomprehensible]
Poke around

I poke around