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СообщениеТема: FFS Lyrics   Вс Июн 21, 2015 12:25 am

Делюкс еще в пути elephant

Но пока я доберусь до конца, он придет. Я верю rendeer

Кстати. Credits как у Queen в терминальный период elephant
All tracks written by F.F.S.

Накося, что называется, выкуси.

Все слова из предыдущей темы я скопипастю, исправив в соответствии с буклетом.
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СообщениеТема: Re: FFS Lyrics   Вс Июн 21, 2015 12:26 am

Johhny Delusional


Words are in my head
but I can't enunciate them clearly
Headphones on your head,
they prevent a chance to even try
Some might find me borderline attractive from afar
But afar is not where I can stay and there you are

Though I want you
I know I haven't a chance
Still I want you
Johnny Delusional here

I know "yes" and "no"
in a couple dozen other languages
But your form of "no" is the kind of look I can't deny
Tell me, are resistance and stupidity the same?
Tell me, is resistance so enticing, please explain

Though I want you
I know I haven't a chance
Still I want you
Johnny Delusional here

Paging Mr. Delusional
You're wanted at the desk
Paging Mr. Delusional
You're wanted at the front desk

Wouldn't it be terrible if there's no music there?
Wouldn't it be terrible if she don't want you near?

Though I want you
Wouldn't it be terrible if there's no music there?
I know I haven't a chance
Still I want you
Wouldn't it be terrible if she don't want you near?
Johnny Delusional here
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СообщениеТема: Re: FFS Lyrics   Вс Июн 21, 2015 12:38 am

Call Girl

I'm waiting by the loading dock for you
TV and guitar in hock for you

Come on, girl!
Come on and give me a ring
Come on girl, pick up and ring
Come on and pick up and...

Why don't you call, girl?

I gave up blow and Adderall for you
So I'd have dough and spend it all on you
So call girl!
Come on and give me a ring
Call girl
Pick up and ring
Come on and pick up and...

Why don't you call, girl?

I realise it's me who makes advances
All advances and I
Realise arrangements come from me
It's me, it's me, it's me,
Who always wants to meet

Come on, girl!
Come on and pick up and ring
Come on girl, pick up and ring
Come on and pick up and...

When I call on you everything is good
Again - everything, everything
You don't need to say anything it's understood
Again - anything, everything

I don't ask - I don't need an answer
I hear no lies in deaf romance
Her eyes arrive
I leave
I leave
And then again it's...

Why don't you call, girl?

So call girl!
Come on and give me a ring
Call girl
Pick up and ring
Come on and pick up and...

Why don't you call, girl?

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СообщениеТема: Re: FFS Lyrics   Вс Июн 21, 2015 12:52 am


Dictator's Son

Born in a far-off land
A nation of heat and sand
A father who ruled by force
A mother who said, "of course"
A nation of fearful men
And women afraid of them
But learning the family trade
My interest began to fade

I'm a dictator's son
Born with a silver gun
In a country that's half insane
In a country that's banned the rain
He kept his eyes on me
Knew I had plans to flee
Strangely, today it rained
I hopped in a midnight plane

Fasten your seatbelts
We soon will land
At LAX, hope to see you again

Somewhat reluctantly
I tell her sit down with me
We order drinks and wait
Small talk, it's getting late
One thing you ought to know
Before we up and go
Hope it don't spoil the fun
But I'm a dictator's son

I'm into 60's Soul
Nat King Cole
Harris Tweed
Bundesliga
I'm into wings and dip
Girls who strip
Diesel flicks
Party Mix
I'm into Hugo Boss
Dental floss
Party cruise
Jordan shoes
I'm into Instagram
Bands who jam
Coed knees
BLTs

This is how we roll, a dictator's son

Someday I'll return with a rebel force
Overturn my father and change the course
Of history for all my countrymen
But I cannot tell you exactly when

I'm a dictator's son

I'm a dictator's son
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СообщениеТема: Re: FFS Lyrics   Вс Июн 21, 2015 1:50 am

A Little Guy From The Suburbs

I'm just a little guy from the suburbs
Who learned to kill before the others
Romantic activist, I'm the joker
I say Vive le Quebec Libre

Well if you hear this
No, when you hear this
You'll know I didn't make it
Like we hoped we would

But you know

No heroes
Just those who care
More for their legend
Then their life
There are no heroes in this life

I tried, yes I tried with a shy girl
To live respectable, but decided
Fake Existentialist, I'm the martyr
I steal from the bank of Jean Paul Sartre

But you know

No heroes

I am The Little Guy From The Suburbs
But I learned to kill before then the others
What's that you said about execution?
Ah, bring on the beatification

Well if you hear this
No WHEN you hear this
You'll know I didn't make it
Like we hoped we would

But you know
No heroes
I don't care
For my legend
Or my life
There are no heroes in this life
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СообщениеТема: Re: FFS Lyrics   Вс Июн 21, 2015 2:30 am

Police Encounters

From the West Coast gonna take a plane
Hit the East Coast gonna take an A train
Hit the East Coast, going all the way
Why don't you come to Harlem?

All the spies went out to sea
But I remained in Harlem
Had to pay my parking fees
Felt just like P.T.Barnum

Caught a couple Pinter plays
I should have stayed in Harlem
Then I heard a policeman say
I think we should disarm him
I think we should strong-arm him
So out of place in Harlem

Then I see you standing there
In your dyed black hair
And no underwear

Bomp bom diddy diddy
Bomp bom diddy diddy
Bomp bom diddy
Police encounters

Bomp bom diddy diddy
Bomp bom diddy diddy
Bomp bom diddy
Police encounters

Caught a couple Albee plays
I should have stayed in Harlem
Then I heard a policeman say
Do your best to not alarm him
I've got eyes for the policemans's wife
In her dyed black hair and her Bowie knife

I've got eyes for the policemans's wife
The policemans's wife, the policemans's wife
The policemans's wife, the policemans's wife

Bomp bom diddy diddy
Bomp bom diddy diddy
Bomp bom diddy
Police encounters
Bomp bom diddy diddy
Bomp bom diddy diddy
Bomp bom diddy
Police encounters

Diddy diddy, diddy diddy, diddy diddy
Police encounters
Diddy diddy. diddy diddy
Police encounters

Unions went on strike today
But I remained in Harlem
I've got eyes for the policemans's wife
In her dyed black hair and her Bowie knife
As I see her standing there alone
In her dyed black hair
and her Android phone

Bomp bom diddy diddy
Bomp bom diddy diddy
Bomp bom diddy
Police encounters
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СообщениеТема: Re: FFS Lyrics   Вс Июн 21, 2015 2:45 am


Save Me From Myself

Unlit streets and alleys, I don't care
I will stroll as if I'm one the Côte d'Azur
Muggers, pimps, and bangers everywhere
I don't feel the danger though I'm told it's there

Back in my apartment, all alone
I feel a chill, who can I phone
Back in my apartment, all alone
It's only me, I'm not alone

Save me, save me, save me from myself
Save me, save me, save me from myself
Who is that confronting me?
Who is that in front of me?
Save me, save me, save me from myself

Foreign objects hurtling through the night
Crashing through our atmosphere
Towards God knows where
Viruses and pestilence and blight
Biblical in their destruction, should I care

Back to what should be my comfort zone
No comfort there, my cover's blown
I would not have come here if i'd known
If I had known, if I had known

Save me, save me, save me from myself
Save me, save me, save me from myself
Who is that confronting me?
Who is that in front of me?
Save me, save me, save me from myself
ooh ooh ooh, save me, ooh ooh ooh, save me

Save me, save me, save me from myself

Sewer-living creatures striking fear
Tramping this way steadily, they'll soon be here
Who tonight's undoing her brassiere
Answer, no, it isn't you, that much is clear

Double bolted residence at last
Better think fast, better think fast
If you're here alone, you'll never last
You'll never last, you'll never last

Save me, save me, save me from myself
Save me, save me, save me from myself
Who is that confronting me?
Who is that in front of me?
Save me, save me, save me from myself

Save me, save me, save me from myself
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СообщениеТема: Re: FFS Lyrics   Пн Июн 22, 2015 2:01 am

So Desu Ne

She's a mountaineer of love
She's climbing mount Fuji
Nothing but a Kenzo kimono on
Carrying a Hello Kitty Uzi

So desu ne, that's all she'll say
So desu ne, so desu ne
So desu ne, ja ne

She's an ambulance sometimes
Her blue light blinking on a two beat
Paranoid paratrooper paramedics
Drive arrive check your heartbeat
Check your blood pressure
Gonna eat your beans and eat your pleasure
Gonna check your blood pressure
Gonna push your push your
blood pressure, well

So desu ne, that's all she'll say
So desu ne, so desu ne
So desu ne, ja ne

She's a pamphleteer of love
Filming a katakana movie
Nothing but a Kenzo kimono on
Carrying a Meiko Kaji Uzi
She's an ambulance sometimes
Her blue light blinking on a two beat
Paranoid paratrooper paramedics
Drive arrive check your heartbeat
Check your blood pressure
Gonna eat your beans and eat your pleasure
Gonna check your blood pressure
Gonna push your push your pressure...

So desu ne...
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СообщениеТема: Re: FFS Lyrics   Пн Июн 22, 2015 2:15 am

The Man Without a Tan

The Man Without a Tan
came-a strollin' into town
He had the whitest collar
anybody's seen around
The girls were all a-droolingas they hummed a lullaby
The men were all suspicious
but they didn't know just why

The Man Without a Tan,
he's a threat to you and me
He has the kind of hands
that you might see on your TV
And if he touched your woman,
how the hell could she resist
I'm sure he'd entertain her with a little bit of Liszt

Our rugged handsomness in no match for
The Man Without a Tan

The Man Without a Tan,
he had a walk around the town
He found our only restaurant
and entered and sat down
He ordered Coca-Cola with some lemon but no ice
He reached into his pocket
and he found his lucky dice

He finished up his cola and the waitress thought,
"So soon?"
He looked a little bit like Gary Cooper
in High Noon
He left to find the movie theater,
it was shuttered down
It seemed that there were lots of things
that has been shuttered down

Our rugged handsomness in no match for
The Man Without a Tan

I overheard my girlfriend
on her landline telephone
She thought I couldn't hear her
but she really should have known
The Man Without a Tan was on the line
and being cute
I stood back in the shadows,
I was fuming in my boots

Our rugged handsomness in no match for
The Man Without a Tan

And 20 yeaкs have passed and
I'm The Man Without a Tan
I'm here to take you 'way
from every rugged handsome man
The Man Without a Tan

And then you came right out with it
and said, "You are my man"
The Man Without a Tan


Things I Won't Get

A Pulitzer's Prize, an Oscar or two are
Things I won't get, things I won't get
A Bentley or Benz,
well don't hold your breath are
Things I won't get, things I won't get

Affairs with a star who offers me dope
Far in advance, far in advance
A college degree, a job with some hope
There's just no chance,
there's just no chance

But when I see you lying at my side
Looking extra clean
I'm in a state where I, I don't mind
My thoughts turn obscene

String theory thoughts or Sartre and such are
Things I won't get, things I won't get
Schoenberg and twelve-tone
and films that are French are
Things I won't get, things I won't get

A chair that's designed
by Charles and Ray Eames are
Things I won't get, things I won't get

But when I see you lying at my side
I understand you well
I'm in a state where I, I don't mind
I guess it's just as well

The world is so hard, the people so mean are
Things I won't get, things I won't get
We sit on the floor and talk about dreams and
Things we won't get, things we won't get

But when I see you lying at my side
Looking extra keen
I'm in a state where I, I don't mind
Just you and me and caffeine


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СообщениеТема: Re: FFS Lyrics   Пн Июн 22, 2015 5:31 am

The Power Couple

We need to relax (It's not a big deal)
We cannot relax (It's such a big deal)
The power couple's coming around
A friend of a friend (Of a friend of a friend)
Is friends with a kook (And so, in the end)
The power couple's coming around
The power couple's coming around
The power couple's coming around

The glasses are clean (The wine been chill)
I'm starting to feel a little bit ill
The power couple's coming around
Intelligent talk (But naturally so)
And if he should gawk (They'll say, "gotta go")
The power couple's coming around
The power couple's coming around
The power couple's coming around
The power couple's coming around

Segovia (Seems a very safe choice)
We'll cue it all up (When we hear the Rolls-Royce)
The power couple's coming around
The power couple's coming around

We close the garage (And hidden our Kia)
And wait for the chance (To raise our idea)
The power couple's coming around
Our future depends (On how they respond)
I hope that we're both (Extremely on)
The power couple's coming around
The power couple's coming around
The power couple's coming around
The power couple's coming around

And should they respond (We'll go to step two)
We planned it all out (We know what to do)
The power couple's coming around
This could be the day (That changes our lives)
That fame and good fortune (Finally arrives)
The power couple's coming around
This could be the day (That changes our lives)
That fame and good fortune (Finally arrives)
The power couple's coming around
This could be the day (That changes our lives)
That fame and good fortune (Finally arrives)
The power couple's coming around
The power couple's coming around

We must make a good impression
We must make a great impression
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СообщениеТема: Re: FFS Lyrics   Пн Июн 22, 2015 5:39 am

Collaborations Don't Work

[Chorus:]
Collaborations don't work
They don't work, they don't work
Collaborations don't work
They don't work, they don't work
Collaborations don't work
They don't work, they don't work
I'm gonna do it all by myself
I'm gonna do it all by myself
[x2]

Mozart didn’t need a little hack to chart
Warhol didn’t need to ask De Kooning about art
Frank Lloyd Wright always ate à la carte
Wish I had been that smart
Wish I had been that smart

[Chorus]

Collaborations don't work
You start off deferential
And strangely reverential
You both feel it's essential
Collaborations don't work
He's eyeing your new lover
Then one night you discover
Them underneath your covers

Collaborations don't work
Delaying your vacations
To sundrenched island nations
To seek some affirmations
Collaborations don't work
A colon or a comma
And then a drawn-out drama
Bring in the Dalai Lama

Where is this damn thing a-goin'?
Where is this going, someone tell me
Starlight, rub off on me
Star bright, rub off on me
[x2]

I don't need your patronizing
I don't need your agonizing
I don't need your navel gazing
I don't get your way of phrasing
I don't think you're really trying
What, pray tell, are you implying?

I ain't no collaborator
I am the partisan
Rebel in the rocks with dirty trousers, broken pistol in the hand
I ain't no collaborator
Hack my scalp if you think I am
I am a sadistic young usurper, a hand on your neck
Hand on your lover, oh, give the man a hand
I ain't no collaborator
I ain't no collaborator
I am the master, independent
If I ever need a father, it won't be you, old man

[Chorus x2]


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СообщениеТема: Re: FFS Lyrics   Пн Июн 22, 2015 5:41 am

Piss Off

You get the runaround from him
The runaround from her
The runaround, around, around
You get the put you down from him
The put you down from her
They always, always put you down
You get the shake you down from him
The shake you down from her
They always, always shake you down

Get to the point and point to the open door
Get right to the point and there's the door

Tell everybody to piss off tonight
Well, they should piss off and leave you alone in your world tonight
Most will listen and take the hint
Know that this ain't a compliment
And they should piss off and leave you alone in your world tonight

It's always inexplicable
It's inexplicable
But still they're eager to explain
It's always inapplicable
It's inapplicable
But they'll apply it all the same
It's always irrefutable
It's irrefutable
But still their arguments remain

Get to the point and point to the open door
Get right to the point and there's the door

Tell everybody to piss off tonight
Well, they should piss off and leave you alone in your world tonight
Most will listen and take the hint
Know that this ain't a compliment
And they should piss off and leave you alone in your world tonight

I gaze into my crystal ball
I see a future free for all
Where football and cheap alcohol
Has shook me to the core
I'll enjoy each moment, so
I'll add to my portfolio
Of epithets and cheerios
That never fail to store

I want to fantasize
I want to fantasize
But the essential parts are never there
I want to socialize
I want to socialize
But then I look around and just don't care
I want to harmonize
I want to harmonize
But all the voices sound beyond repair

Get to the point and point to the open door
Get right to the point and there's the door

Tell everybody to piss off tonight
Well, they should piss off and leave you alone in your world tonight
Tell everybody to piss off tonight
Well, they should piss off and leave you alone in your world
Piss off and leave you alone in your world
Piss off and leave you alone in your world tonight
Piss off!
Piss off!
Piss off!
Piss off!
Piss off!
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СообщениеТема: Re: FFS Lyrics   Пн Июн 22, 2015 5:42 am

Look At Me

I'll admit that I'm in need
Not the cocaine Not the weed
Just Look at me, look at me, look at me
You don't have to Hold my hand
You don't have to like my band
Just Look at me, look at me, look at me

Well I'm not asking for a lot
(Look at me, look at me)
Just one thing makes me hard
(Look at me, look at me)
Just one thing gets me high
(look at me, look at me)
Well I'm not asking for the sky
(Look at me, look at me)

Screw the sunset, screw all art
Look at me or break my heart
Just Look at me, look at me, look at me
Screw your iPad, screw your phone
Look at me and me alone
Just Look at me, look at me, look at me
Just Look at me, look at me, look at me

Well I am all you need to see
(Look at me, look at me)
Every eye fixed right on me
(Look at me, look at me)
This is all I need to be
(Look at me, look at me)
The center of the galaxy
(Look at me, look at me)
[x2]

I don't want your subtle glance
I don't want you in my pants
Just look at me, look at me, look at me

Don't look at your mother
Don't look at your father
Don't look at your sister
Don't look at your brother
Don't look at your teacher
Don't look at your preacher
Just look at me

Don't look at no BBC
Don't look at no IDB
Don't look at no telephone
Might as well [?] minivan
Focus on the charming hand and look at me

Just look at me, look at me, look at me
[x2]

Look at me [x36]
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СообщениеТема: Re: FFS Lyrics   Ср Июл 01, 2015 11:44 pm

The Power Couple

We need to relax, it's not a big deal
We cannot relax, it's such a big deal
The Power Couple's coming around

A friend of a friend of a friend of a friend
Is friends with their cook, and so, in the end
The Power Couple's coming around

The Power Couple's coming around
Ah,ah,ah,ah
The Power Couple's coming around

The glasses are clean,
The wine has been chilled
I'm starting to feel a little bit ill
The Power Couple's coming around

Intelligent talk, but naturally so
And if he should gawk, they'll say, "gotta go"
The Power Couple's coming around

The Power Couple's coming around
Ah,ah,ah,ah
The Power Couple's coming around

Segovia seems a fairly safe choice
We'll cue it all up when we hear the Rolls-Royce
The Power Couple's coming around
The Power Couple's coming around

We've closed the garage and hidden our Kia
And wait for the chance to raise our idea
The Power Couple's coming around

Our future depends on how they respond
I hope that we're both extremely on
The Power Couple's coming around

The Power Couple's coming around
Ah,ah,ah,ah
The Power Couple's coming around

And should they respond, we'll go to Step 2
We planned it all out, we know what to do
The Power Couple's coming around

This could be the day that changes our lives
That fame and good fortune finally arrives
The Power Couple's coming around

The Power Couple's coming around

We must make a good impression
We must make a great impression
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СообщениеТема: Re: FFS Lyrics   Ср Июл 01, 2015 11:51 pm

Collaborations Don't Work

Collaborations don't work
They don't work, they don't work
I'm gonna do it all by myself
I'm gonna do it all by myself

Mozart didn’t need a little Haydn to chart
Warhol didn’t need to ask De Kooning 'bout art
Frank Lloyd Wright always ate à la carte
Wish I had been that smart
Wish I had been that smart

Collaborations don't work
They don't work, they don't work
I'm gonna do it all by myself
I'm gonna do it all by myself

Collaborations don't work
You start off deferential
And strangely reverential
You both feel it's essential
Collaborations don't work
He's eyeing your new lover
Then one night you discover
Them underneath your covers

Collaborations don't work
Delaying your vacations
To sun-drenched island nations
To seek some affirmation
Collaborations don't work
A colon or a comma
And then a drawn out drama
Bring in the Dalai Lama

Where is this damn thing a-going?
Where is this going?
Someone tell me
Starlight, rub off on me
Star bright, rub off on me

I don't need your patronizing
I don't need your agonizing
I don't need your navel gazing
I don't get your way of phrasing
I don't think you're really trying
What, pray tell, are you implying?

I ain't no collaborator
I am the partisan
Rebel in the rocks
With dirty trousers
Broken pistol in the hand

I ain't no collaborator
Hack my scalp
If you think I am
I am the sadistic young usurper
A hand on your neck
A hand on your lover
Give the man a hand
I ain't no collaborator
I ain't no collaborator
I am the bastard
Independent
If I ever need a father
It won't be you old man

Collaborations don't work
They don't work, they don't work
I'm gonna do it all by myself
I'm gonna do it all by myself
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СообщениеТема: Re: FFS Lyrics   Чт Июл 02, 2015 11:52 pm


Piss Off

You get the runaround from him,
the runaround from her
The run around around around
You get the put you down from him,
the put you down from her
The always, always put you down
You get the shake you down from him,
the shake you down from her
The always always shake you down
Get to the point and point to the open door
Get right to the point and there's the door

Tell everybody to piss off tonight
They should piss off
and leave you alone in your world tonight
Most will listen and take the hint
Know that this ain't a compliment
And they should piss off
and leave you alone in your world tonight

It's always inexplicable, it's inexplicable
but still they're eager to explain
It's always inapplicable, it's inapplicable
but they'll apply it all the same
It's always irrefutable, it's irrefutable
but still their arguments remain

Get to the point and point to the open door
Get right to the point and there's the door

Tell everybody to piss off tonight
They should piss off
and leave you alone in your world tonight
Most will listen and take the hint
Know that this ain't a compliment
And they should piss off
and leave you alone in your world tonight

I gaze into my crystal ball
I see a future free-for-all
Where football and cheap alcohol
has shook me to the core

But I'll enjoy each minute so
I'll add to my portfolio of epithets
and cheerios
That never fail to score

I want to fantasize, I want to fantasize
but the essential parts are never there
I want to socialize, I want to socialize
but then I look around and just don't care
I want to harmonize, I want to harmonize
but all the voices sound beyond repair

Get to the point and point to the open door
Get right to the point and there's the door
Tell everybody to piss off tonight

They should piss off
and leave you alone in your world tonight
Most will listen and take the hint
Know that this ain't a compliment
And they should piss off
and leave you alone in your world tonight
Piss off and leave you alone in your world
Piss off and leave you alone in your world tonight

Piss off
Piss off
Piss off
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СообщениеТема: Re: FFS Lyrics   Чт Июл 02, 2015 11:58 pm

So Many Bridges

The places, they all look the same
I'll dive in, I'll save you again
But friendship has limits you know
So how long, how far will you go?

So many bridges in the world to jump off of

Rome, Sydney, Yokohama
We're all a go
Paris and San Francisco
How can we go?

So many bridges in the world to jump off of

The places, they all look the same
Same buildings, same punctual trains
Resentment is building in me
But somehow I cannot break free

So many bridges in the world to jump off of
So many bridges in the world to jump off of
So many bridges in the world to jump off
So many bridges in the world to jump off
So many bridges in the world to jump off
So many bridges in the world to jump off of
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СообщениеТема: Re: FFS Lyrics   Пт Июл 03, 2015 12:19 am

King Of The Song

He would lean
into my cradle
Resting revolver
on an infant's cheek
Speeding and singing
singing and speeding
Speeding and singing my
infancy to sleep

I can hear his heart again
I can hear his song
When I hear that voice again
I know he's gone

Nobody sings like my daddy sang
He was the king of the song
Nobody sings like my daddy sang
I know that I'll never sing
The way that my daddy sang

Do you know what it's
Like to be born
To a Legend
To be born
To a freak
To face expectation
From your first
Crowning peek
At the World
An umbilical peek
At this hideous

Fame-ridden world
Where I hear that voice again
Where I hear his song
Sing he's gone

Nobody sings...

What do you mean
That you don't know my singer?
What do you mean
You don't know his song?
He was speeding and singing
Singing and speeding
Speeding and singing
Come on and sing along

You can beat his heart again
When you sing his song
Sing his heart again
Although he's gone



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