Тексты песен «Frog Eyes»

Oh "Aldous" calls his men to fall Will they right-sit their soul? And will they, would they, run? Hit their elders, they're gone Or will they: "I don't understand?" And would you have had a rise?...

Wash my baby in the cold: wash her in the plain blue light Did you sham? Did you fall fucked? Were you ashamed of the saucer and the cup? You should clean up your cuts And it will fall away, your shame shall fall away:...

Because you were always unnoticed You were always the flame that dies Bastard with a flat-top singing, "The Cloud of Unknowing" Bastard with a flat-top singing, "There's a flame, a flame, a flame A flame...

What's California? With them streams, and the creeks Running down, down to the sea Oh, let me see I love a latex earned ice age Descended upon the pint-sized children and the fathers And the children of the land la la...

Do you make good money? I make some I hope when you listen Think of money How it dries the very ground Oh the roses bloom from money Put it in, twist it in Twist the bills Watch the transfiguration Oh I know it makes...

I don't want to fall on the lame I don't want to hurt their fathers The Black Hut burns on the ridge everyday You got to run away from that slaughter And forget the beauty of the rains It is beauty that moves us along...

Your daughter on the stairs A row runs her hair Marguerites in the grass Plucking songs out of the past A joke, a red gown Throats filled with talent The god, the gatekeeper The beast burst out of the heater Even when...

Oh when he stumbled to his wares He stumbled to his wares Oh like a peddler who awoke in the fourth course of the night Oh when he stumbled to his wares He said I'll sell you in the morning Though the night sails in...

Oh, hate so bad from the jumping pounding pad When the crystal in the mountain made the early morning sad I know not the remnants of the cold lieutenant’s dad Well they know about the babies and the bottles and they go...

It was early in the morning when the battle horse arrived And he embraced Sarah, the bride of his old age And Sarah hugged Billy, who was born of her sweet womb And nobody will die Until I've got money in my hand.....

You're a crystal blip On a TV screen Flare for a second and then fade to the screams Of a million righteous scrambled pixels and then There has got to be some that slip away You're a scrambled shard on a radio A...

Don't give up your Dreams... Well the patient is sad and the parking lot is full And the padlock was smashed through the golden window Black Bloc Rita hates your automobile She's saying 'don't try to live in your...

All the educators travelled on about their dawn And the beauty of their wand, and I swore to myself "I'm-a-run from this tomb," oh the Red Monk was dry! He'd drunk from the sky, & from the rustling rye Oh...

I hope I put some crude bones in the ground I hope my horse don't make no sound I hope I found the knife for the hog in the crown I hope my lights in the fog are dimmed right down Love what will the key status tell us...

Oh, ain't nobody gonna fuck, fuck the sun Ain't nobody gonna fuck, fuck the sun Oh, ain't nobody gonna fuck, fuck the sun Ain't nobody gonna fuck, fuck the sun I'll send it to you, I'll send it to you I'll send it to...

Oh Action. And Solace. Will never be the same. You (my wife) are all that I know. You are all that I care to know. And there is Ice on the Trail: and there's a muddy creek in the captain's bed. As for supper, I am okay...

O the Roman ambassador Was torn apart-apart by plaster And reassembled after: The 40 years of bombing: They were wild and they were crying, in the picture Where the smoke cleared Tear your body from your beard And watch...

When you are low, I'll hold your head When you are low, I'll hold your head When you are low, I'll hold your head When you are low, I'll hold your head When you are low, I'll hold your head When you are low, I'll hold...

Who shall arise And shine and then be the one I've held on for? How shall I seek In the mists, the one who passes through back doors? And way out in the fields out of town Well I bump into a troubadour Well he sings to...

Fire on our hill Burning all the earth Burning up the telephone wire Burning, all these words Like "Crackle, crackle. Kill you." Like "Crackle, crackle. Burn you." Like Crackle, crackle. Stay in...