The Horrible Crowes
Текст песни Last Rites

Start up the car...
Bury your memories...
Call on your lovers
Speaking slow and heavy
Call up your boyfriends
From out by the ocean
While I get my last rites
Read by a thief
While I get my last rites
Read by a thief

And you look so holy standing in the water
From all my pictures I worshiped before you.
My baby just ain't
No good
My baby just she ain't
No good
Yeah...