Sacred Lawns - Shut Ins

Strung out
In a vacuum
Hung up
In the backroom of my
Domicile
While pesticides
Get spread outside
Breathe 'em in, I don't mind
Shut up
No, thank you
You've done enough
Give it up, I'm alright
Done up
Going nowhere
Two shut ins making love in these uncertain times
Soon will come never
I'm sick of downtime
Soon will come never
More or less
Wearing less is more
Don't stop me now
We've been here before
Hold me down on the hardwood floor
Til the neighbors call the cops and they're right at the door
Shut out
All the bad news
Cut out
All the bad habits that we've both
Kept in kind
Until that time
We're two shut ins making love in days we can't define
Soon will come never
I'm sick of downtime
Soon will come never
Ah ah
Soon will come never
I'm sick of downtime
Soon will come never

Written by:
Michael John Hancock

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