Gluecifer — Ducktail Heat lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Ducktail Heat" by Gluecifer.

Lyrics

Got a little curl
A five-cent in a two dollar world
He was born restricted he was born to ooze
Sittin' in a seat
Cheap grin and them smelly feet
Playin' nothin but a watered out shitty blues
Got a lip but you're goin nowhere'
Nowhere on that street
White fire — in your soul
White fire and you're out of control
White fire baby it's a ducktail heat
Drivin in the fast lane
with the handbrake on Changed a pot of gold for a pot of stone
Livin in a shithouse
Where the power's gone
You can get a dollar for that useless telephone
You got a face but you're goin' nowhere
Nowhere on them feet
White fire — in your soul
White fire and you're out of control
White fire baby it's a ducktail heat