Califone - Frosted Tips lyrics

In the old Watching the new world die Watching the new world die Watching the new world die In the old Watching the new world die Watching the new world die Watching the new world die Guardian angel Belly full of twins Churning in the long con Jury judge my heroes are all junkies Cold and easy In the old Watching the new world die Watching the new world die Watching the new world die Frosted tips of blood Drying in St. John 's beard You made me mean Wait and circle Tremble and burn And let it, let it, let it Try In the old Watching the new world die Watching the new world die Watching the new world die In the old Watching the new world die Watching the new world die Watching the new world die Bee stung lips Your frosted tips Are never growing out Bee stung lips Your frosted tips Are never growing out