The Passerby Club - Merlot & Mavens Lyrics

You cant stand the little missus politickin' with her merlot and her mavens
You call em witches with the boys then retreat within the noise like warlocks in the basement

You whittle down the world like acid rain on rock
You scream and shout the words are spewing from your top

You little man
Your maven fled...
You little man
Ammo is dead

You little man
Your maven fled...
You little man
Ammo is dead

You're donning on your warlock gowns with your little silly clowns and your sayin'
"Now little missus has the itches with the witches and the bitches" in the basement

Loading up your little guns makes you feel like your a son of your nation
Now you feel that you're a man believing all that you have planned in your sickness

You whittle down the world like acid rain on rock
You scream and shout the words are spewing from your top

You little man
Your maven fled...
You little man
Ammo is dead

You little man
Your maven fled...
You little man
Ammo is dead

You whittle down the world like acid rain on rock
You scream and shout the words are spewing from your top
You whittle down her world like acid rain on rock

You little man
Your maven fled...
You little man
Ammo is dead

You little man
Your maven fled...
You little man
Ammo is dead

You little man
Your maven fled...
You little man
Ammo is dead

You little man
Your maven fled...
You little man
Ammo is dead