Blood Brothers
앨범 : Young Machetes

Giant Swans got
ghosts in his wings,
his guts are stuffed with polaroids,
and theyre all
humiliatin.
And when the wines drunk and the wild cabaret
has sung its last voice,
and youre sitting all alone in the 4AM darkness
of a pitch-black theater,
he explodes like fireworks
on the stage
with gold smoke.
Sing,
your voice
just wont stop blooming.
He wrote a play
and youre the protagonist.
All the girls you wish youd fucked
make a
guest appearance.
And oh, you just wont believe the ending.
So fly me home, Giant Swan!
The Giant Swans got a pixelated
beak.
His eyes are twin
mushroom clouds,
his feathers are
unsuspecting cities,
and his breasts are hollow apartments
with the finest quality furnishings,
and you can watch tv until you die there,
skin draped over luxury chairs.
Sing,
your voice just
wont stop blooming.
Your hearts a diamond, buddy, whats the price?
Your hearts a diamond, whats the fucking price?
Your skin
is cheap
and your hair
is shoddy.
So sit
and watch the ballerinas kick and spin.
Then
strip
down to your vulgar skeleton.
Youd better
take
one more drink of Captain Morgans rum.
Oh, its gonna
sting
like a raw sunrise when the black swans gone.
Back
at the resort,
the curtains closed,
you havent left the room for two solid
(weeks) With a pound
of cocaine
under the bed
where the call girls perform their services.
And you left
CNN on
so you dont think about her newborn son,
who came to this world from the crotch youre renting out.
Whos at the door? What the fuck?!
Whos at the door? what the fuck?!
Whos at the door? what the fuck!?
Your heart is sweating and your hands turnin black,
your shadow breaks in wearing a ski mask.
Is that a machete at your throat?
Give me all your money! Give me all your dope!
And the suns like a painting of your whole life,
you scratch at the canvas, but you cant get inside.
And the suns like a painting of your whole life,
you scratch at the canvas, but you cant get inside.
Your familys
gurgling grief.
You think youre
just asleep.
Is that the curtain closing?
Giant Swan, take me to the river.
Is that my flesh corroding?
Giant Swan, take me to the river.
All the things you
wished youd said
are buried with your
Xd out head.
All your ulterior motives...
Giant Swan, take me to the river.
Giant Swan, take me to the river.
Giant Swan, take me to the river...