Fame Throwa lyrics

Song information

Artist: Pavement
Album: Slanted And Enchanted

Lyrics

Fame throwa pass out the gold
The diamon watch the last reward
All the things we had before
You sold us out and took it all
Head-borne cries from zenith sluts
Astral rites from dead-end ruts
These ends are sickened wars [x2]

He's one of our nation's spies
He's one of our first recruits
I click with her leather thighs
He's one of our first recruits

How can you know?
In the distance lies a grower
N? rudolph, king fame throwa
Son of groupie, bed-worn sexan
Spent his cash convincing us
That the desert was a starscape
Took our lives for satellites so we could cry:
Naked, naked, foul

He's one of our nation's spies
He's one of our first recruits
I click with her leather thighs
He's one of our first recruits