Indie Cindy

Indie Cindy - Pixies

Put this down for the record

It's more or less unchequered

Wasted days and wasted nights

Made me a ******* beggar

No soul my milk is curdled

I'm the burger-meister of purgatory

Look out for that hot plate

Guess that's all you got. great

You put the c*ck in cocktail, man

Well I put the tail in - wait!

Watch. me. walk.

Blowtorch a hole in that armor

And I don't need the tip

I am in love with your daughter

And though she has no need

I'm the one who's got some trotters

You've many mouths to feed

Indie Cindy

Be in love with me

I beg you for to carry me

Mixed messages from Sir Naff

Please authenticate

Just to be sure that you're a sap

Set for stun automatica

Crap is the operative

Locomotive of the longest death

There goes Indie Cindy whose

Sails were black when it was windy

We offed ourselves in a lover's pact

We threw ourselves into the sea

Well looksie what the wind washed back

As we follow the bouncing ball

They call this dance the washed up crawl

[02:33.19]I am in love with your daughter

[02:38.82]And though she has no need

[02:45.19]I'm the one who's got some trotters

[02:50.88]You've many mouths to feed

[03:41.07][03:22.69]Indie Cindy

[03:47.31][03:28.82]Be in love with me

[04:18.20][04:11.57][03:53.07][03:34.50]I beg you for to carry me