Total views: 1 time this weekAlbum: Kid Marine / Original Release Date: 1999-02-02Genre: AlternativeSong Duration: 1 min 42 sec
ROBERT POLLARD
- Flings Of The Waistcoat Crowd Lyrics
Great days are becoming
A matchlight liquor establishment
Where the factory soaks its scabs
It hangs there like insectrocutioner
Over the big river
Scum of us rinsed by a hard rain
The tar, the teeth & the gear
Yet no trail
All around the camp
And that is our game
To brag and complain
To guess who goes next
To tally the scars
Learn every weakness
Flings Of The Waistcoat Crowd is written and performed by Robert Pollard. ✔️
When was Flings Of The Waistcoat Crowd released?
It is first released on February 02, 1999 as part of Robert Pollard's album "Kid Marine" which includes 15 tracks in total. This song is the 1st track on this album. ✔️
Which genre is Flings Of The Waistcoat Crowd?
Flings Of The Waistcoat Crowd falls under the genre Alternative. ✔️
Who produced Flings Of The Waistcoat Crowd?
Flings Of The Waistcoat Crowd is produced by John Shough, Jim Pollard, Robert Pollard. ✔️
How long is the song Flings Of The Waistcoat Crowd?
Flings Of The Waistcoat Crowd song length is 1 minutes and 42 seconds.
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