Marshrutka Girl

It's 8 am The winter sun is weak and it's grey and it's green The mud stain windows don't let a whole lot in The thirteen strangers and the rundown yellow van Boys breath and men's breath Both smell like last nights beer and vodka rounds Like father like father like son First a quiet desperation And the second they ... An oath of kingdom come But it's home The people's loss Is laying there beneath upon the frost Bankers ain't some clever holy gods Prouder tigers like hundred tigers sharks Boys breath and men's breath Both smell like last nights beer and vodka rounds Like father like father like son First a quiet desperation And the second they an oath of kingdom come But it's home