Great Deceivers Lyrics
"Cold Spell"

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A cold spell is strangling the south
Just long enough to dig us out
From heat waves furrowing our brows
And we rely on this to shoulder ease

See production is down to a T
We believe we won't have to soil our sleeves

A storm cloud is hanging over now
And we rejoice by opening our mouths
Sling back the drops dripping down
And soak our tongues to keep behind our teeth

See production is down to a T
We believe we won't have to soil our sleeves
This song is from the album "Seasons in Reverse".