Junction Foil Ball Lyrics & Chords By Rheostatics

Martin Tielli
He worked out the corrugations with his thumbs and knuckles too.
He started humble and ended justifiably huge.
Oh, fuck you -- you never wanted to.
Just got it... once, two, three, forever FRIED.
No one here gets out alive.
You were once foil fresh,
Wrapped around your cigarettes.
'67, you were born, March the 8th.
This inspiration was passed through.
What was guilt has become you.
9 times out of 10 the child re-sins.
9 times out of 10 or so they say.
11 foot tall and a ton of tonnes.
The dull lead glow of so much fun.
It's a beautiful thing. Take it across the tracks.
Take it across the tracks and bomb the mall.
Nine times out of ten a child rescinds.
Nine times out of ten or so the experts say.
As we go into the slow acoustic tiling...
Canadian Club and Solitaire.
Show me the drugs in your mom's room.
This was the thing when I was twelve...