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Sangtekst: Spilt Milk. Other. There's Something In The Grass.


The yellow weeds are hiding something out there. There's something in the grass. I can't recall where I saw it last, it's somewhere in the grass.

A greasy smudge, a bit of blood, a contorted mass of something in the mud. ohhh.ohhh.ohhh!

I don't want to see it no more, Eddie! I don't like that look in your eye, Eddie. I don't want to see it no more, Eddie. I don't like that look that look in your eye, Eddie. Nooo!

Tonight, I might go and dig a hole
Spilt Milk