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Dirty Feet

from EP! by Rachel Wolf

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Vav does the can-can whenever he feels under siege,
All hairy knees and splaying hands
To keep himself at ease

6 patches, 5 pins, 2 dollars, 8 pills in his jeans,
He warms to the sales clerks, but bank tellers
Tend to make him mean.

Silly scarred earthquake of a man,
He's my friend so let him be.

With no dirt on your feet, can you know where you have tread?
With no red in your cheeks, you might as well be dead.

Teylor will kick out your teeth if you give her a reason.
Blue haired and read-eyed, the whiskey
Won't sting like her tongue.

Banged-up by livin' she's lovely as trainwrecks can be.
She drags 'round her ghosts and she snaps them
Like dry kindling.

Smooth-talkin' frenzy of a girl,
She knows herself at least.

With no beer on your sleeve, do you know you've left your bed?
With no blood in your teeth, do you know if you've been fed?

You with the fishscale dress and the soft hands
Float on the edge of the world of scratched knees.
Don't you know broken bones rattle in those souls
Stubbing their toes on the road of the free?
Ragged and free.

With no dirt on your feet, can you know where you have tread?
With no blood in your teeth, you might as well be dead.

So booze, bruise, fight and be free
And you'll know that you have lived.

So feel the weight of all things hard and push it back again and be free,
And you'll know that you have lived.

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from EP!, track released March 3, 2012

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Rachel Wolf New York

Hello, and welcome to my lair. The story of my life is long and confusing, much like my digestive tract, and my animal-name. I won't bore you with the details, suffice it to say that I am a prowling, howling, Brooklyn beast. The full moon makes me want to sing with reckless abandon and eat arepas. This wolf is looking for shows and new friends. Howl at the desolate sky if you can provide either! ... more

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