I lay on a white hot bench
Glowing arches overhead
In the lap of a paint-chipped clown
Fingers tapping his red-hot shoe
Torturing medley procession of radios
March through the drive-thru
And each melody I hear
A violent reminder of you
Precious moments alone
I'd give them away
I'd burn at the stake
To feel you near
I'd lay on a white hot bench
Glowing arches overhead
In the lap of a paint-chipped clown
Fingers tapping his red-hot shoe
Over it, a titanic end, fiery wreck, something magnificent
Over it, nothing to bend, pablum extant to something significant
I'm learning a lesson
I'm humbled for pleasure
Choked on my heartbeat
I'm grateful for nothing
I stared at the glow until I saw
I'm mediocre and there's nothing worse
Kentucky McDonald's Video (MV)
Performed By: Foxing
Language: English
Length: 3:53
Written by: Conor Murphy, Jon Hellwig, Eric Hudson, Brett Torrence
Foxing - Kentucky McDonald's Lyrics
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I lay on a white hot bench
Glowing arches overhead
In the lap of a paint-chipped clown
Fingers tapping his red-hot shoe
Torturing medley procession of radios
March through the drive-thru
And each melody I hear
A violent reminder of you
Precious moments alone
I'd give them away
I'd burn at the stake
To feel you near
I'd lay on a white hot bench
Glowing arches overhead
In the lap of a paint-chipped clown
Fingers tapping his red-hot shoe
Over it, a titanic end, fiery wreck, something magnificent
Over it, nothing to bend, pablum extant to something significant
I'm learning a lesson
I'm humbled for pleasure
Choked on my heartbeat
I'm grateful for nothing
I stared at the glow until I saw
I'm mediocre and there's nothing worse
Glowing arches overhead
In the lap of a paint-chipped clown
Fingers tapping his red-hot shoe
Torturing medley procession of radios
March through the drive-thru
And each melody I hear
A violent reminder of you
Precious moments alone
I'd give them away
I'd burn at the stake
To feel you near
I'd lay on a white hot bench
Glowing arches overhead
In the lap of a paint-chipped clown
Fingers tapping his red-hot shoe
Over it, a titanic end, fiery wreck, something magnificent
Over it, nothing to bend, pablum extant to something significant
I'm learning a lesson
I'm humbled for pleasure
Choked on my heartbeat
I'm grateful for nothing
I stared at the glow until I saw
I'm mediocre and there's nothing worse
Writer: Conor Murphy, Jon Hellwig, Eric Hudson, Brett Torrence
Copyright: Lyrics © TERRORBIRD PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © TERRORBIRD PUBLISHING LLC