Olympia Gold Lyrics

She was a Philadelphia Filter Queen
She thinks she's so obscure
She wasn't really part of the hipster scene
She was Olympia Gold
Light and sweet

She was a floorboard particle beam suppressor
She was the archetype of her Pez dispenser
Her predecessor
And with a trigger-friendly tongue
She walks the ready

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She stacked her scaffolds while
She sought the scale
She had a velvet spine
She does a good job of under thinking When she's over written
Line after line

There is an authored silence
In a glass half measured
She played the rests
While her wrists were moving
She's onomonophonic
And she's not pretending
And she's not pretending
And she's not pretending

It was a fraudulent popup bible
That held up her kitchen table
Rusty, orange, cellar door hinge

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And she's not pretending

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