Mercury Rev Delta Sun Bottleneck Stomp
sea the corporal sea atlantic's too specific haven't time to settle sharks infest the water kicking up the dust constructing new ideals old ones laid to rust nothing seems so real sliding away in a washed out delta sun missionaries flood my favorite AM stations flowing in their futures washed out in this delta rag look the other way pocket all the pieces tripping up the strawhat tumble into the wind sliding away in a washed out delta sun sliding away in a washed out delta sun waving goodbye I'm not saying hello ...
