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Big Wooden Radio - Spiritual Laundromat lyrics
There are cars going by. Some are waiting in line. They can make you change, if you like. Some may even change your mind. Put the starch in your suit. Put detergent on your spot. While your stains are removed you'll be losing your sock. I will wash my clothes in a river of foam. I will rinse my duds of the grass and the blood. I will close my eyes. They will fluff me dry. Down at the Laundromat. At the Spiritual Laundromat. Hear the rain coming down. See the clothes going 'round and 'round. There's an old lady with bright pink stirrup slacks who says: "Lots of strange things are going down." They will wash your clothes in a river of foam. They will rinse your duds of the grass and the blood. They will close your eyes. They will fluff you dry. Down at the Laundromat. At the Spiritual Laundromat. I like to put bleach in real slow. I don't want to mess up any of your clothes. You'll get the brightest whites you've ever seen. I just want to be your Mr. Clean. Down at the Laundromat. At the Spiritual Laundromat. |
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