Stripper's Union Only Lows Lyrics

At this party with you folks, making the most
With memories of the sounds, sweet sounds
You hang like paintings round my house
Breaking this city down to smaller towns
Bring the noise and bring me peace
Silent types are all that I can be
I listen with my eyes and taste the wine

Reading just fine without crossing the t's
Only lows are coming through
Only hands to talk to you
Singing man is what I see
Take it to the bridge and take it home for me, for me

Hear it in the body and lips to read
Riding on the bass and following his lead
I know you sing Sweet Caroline Senses working overtime improve
Four by land and one underwater

Tell me good times never felt this good
Only lows are coming through
Only hands to talk to you
Make it up until it's true
Only lows are coming through
The flutter of a wing and the buzz of a bee
Growing to a howl then bending all the trees, dark breeze
Didn't have a chance in the avalanche
When the shock was over I could finally breathe
Only lows are coming through
Only hands to talk to you
Make it up until it's true
Only lows are coming through