When the feeling comes it always leaves,
to the top of the hill,
the hill of thieves.
Brush that curious out.
Hurry away.
You've got the hole in your head to feel the breeze.
If you're gonna ride, baby,
ride a/the wild horse.
I/we can't drink no more,
but I'll/we'll try.
You can't find us, baby,
in the basement.
And it/I slug your in your fucking head.
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lyrics for Gloria lewis, the 4th song of the 11 recorded for the album ...and the circus leaves town, with a total running time of , by Kyuss. It was released on via , and produced by .
