Violent Femmes – Blister In The Sun
“It’s heroin music,” Sara croons, linking her fingers with his, sidling up against him. “Heroin music?” he asks, eyebrows raised. “Were they on heroin when they released this?” She laughs. “No – well, I don’t think so. It’s just so addictive.” She kisses his cheek. “Let me go ooooon! / like I blister in the sun / let me go ooooon!” Tightening her grip on his fingers, whispering. “Big Hands, I know you’re the one.” [Cornucopia.]
** Wait, before you leave: Sara never sleeps with Big Hands.
(illustration by Kim Sielbeck)
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