Lyrics

Two spoons of coarse salt in the wound
It'll help it heal soon
Two lies thrown in with the truth
It'll keep your feet like roots
Two men walk in with pinstripe suits
And one of them don't belong

Forget the past, he says
With a soul of a fish
And a goat for a head
Coarse salt is best
For a wound, a wound that's fresh

Two spoons of coarse salt in the wound
It'll help it heal soon
Two loves and now I'm through
I'm through
That's how I feel in this mood
Two men walk in with an airy groove
And one of them don't belong in this song

Forget the past, he says
With a soul of a fish
And a goat for a head
Coarse salt is best
It's best
For a wound
A wound that's fresh