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Fetch

from Stray by St. Peter's Dog

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lyrics

Oh, Mr. Burns, Mr.
Tear it off my soul, Mr., hate
Sticks to me like the hook sticks to bait
Sticks to me but make no mistake
The devil they preach about, he ain’t a fake

Lo & behold now what do you see?
I see the eyes of the idol looking back at me
And he’s broken
Ha, easy for you, you ain’t got the hellhound huntin’ after you
Let me guess, she blew a kiss
With an effortless flick of her wrist
And you done fetched
The catch
The catch was what you fetched

Oh, Mr. Burns, Mr.
Tear it off my soul, Mr., fear
Whittles its way into my ear
Whispers on the widows, on their fate
Whispers a bit too late

Oh, Mr., what do you see?
I see the eyes of the idol looking back at me
And they’re hollow
Ha, easy for you, you ain’t got the light spilling out of you
You’re alright, little boy fright
Burn so bright in the dark of night
In the name of who?
Who can’t be named

credits

from Stray, released October 27, 2017
Bridget Brennan: vocals, whistles
Matt Oleksa: vocals, piano, beats, midi, bass, percussion, demons
Doug Graupe: backup vocals, trumpet, banjo, drums

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St. Peter's Dog Asheville, North Carolina

Two dogs. One Doug. One Matt.

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