Lyrics Mike Doughty

Mike Doughty

Ossining

Put my faith in the price of mud

And my Lord shall match the pounds

Ten thousand days and a night spelunking

Kill my years in the lightning round, confound it

Why not seek Ossining

These threes and foursomes abounded?

Why not seek Ossining

This time around?

Why not seek Ossining

These threes and foursomes abounded?

Why not seek Ossining

This time around?

Why not seek Ossining

This time around?

No, not a maze, but like blazed-out inner star

Disclosed completely in a plain film canister

Why not seek Ossining

These threes and foursomes abounded?

Why not seek Ossining

This time around?

Why not seek Ossining

This time around?

Put my faith in the price of mud

And my Lord shall match the pounds

Ten thousand days and a night spelunking

Kill my years in the lightning round, confound it

Why not seek Ossining

These threes and foursomes abounded?

Why not seek Ossining

This time around?

Why not seek Ossining

This time around?