Тексты песен «Frog Eyes»

All the actors say the streets are bathed in fire All the action happens in the mouth of a bourboned liar We're gonna riot on the streets today! Smash an apple on the face of the state: Fundamentally opposed to the cut...

Running to town in your fabulous gown with a dollar and a Pound. There were two dollar swamps and the road with it's Haunts and it's multitude of taunts. There's a room made Of brick that will rise above the sticks and...

Who sings this song? Who knows my head? Who broke my knife? Who sings the wastes When the sun shows its red? Who suffers fools? Who suffers stains? In the real crooked boats In the bottom of pastures The cotton clouds...

Where was your gold? And where was your land? And where was your bed? And the two dollar band? Where are your sons? Where are the stars? Who moved the road? Who took your cars? Who makes the bed? What rots the roof? Who...

Your love is better than the night and the sky And the mayor, mayor, mayor, mayor, mayor oh of a town well it just don't wanna die So please, oh baby try, won't you try, won't you try, won't you try to get them off his...

It's important that you run and it's important that you Rise It's important that you set yourself upon a new Disguise The snipers by the falls'll be delivering their calls: Hey, George, look what they've found I keep...

Reform for the light, Reform for the light And Judith is sad she has broken her bowl in a fight And meddled with the sea so the moon's full of hatred and spite And Judith is scared she hates it in her home See the wild...

Oh: even when you run to the South of the city: there is danger! For the North of the city shall enlarge and renew its CLAIM onto you And the blonde lionesses with their leather-pleated dresses Are in a state of shock...

I don't even like American movies oh Especially the ones that show boobies With a crash and a splash I found my first laugh Hold on dear I'm tumbling down a waterfall I'm water logged hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on...

Oh billy come on, cause I've heard your hundreth song And though I liked the tale of the millionares that Constructed the fine bolts and put the buildings in the Air Billy come on, oh come and sing your hundreth song...

Silhouettes, dreaded swamps, oil baths from the factory lake I am dreaming of a painting from the spring of my mind I have defined the lines and now I shake Wretched palms, violent psalms, violet fades from the cheek...

Oh I know what she said And the witch heard what she said to Hold the fucking waters And freeze the burning waters But don't dry your clothes The woodcutter is dead And his girls cut instead And his ghost is seen in...

Born in a sack! Born in a sign! Born in a bottle at the bottom of the brine! Well I know that the soul shall rise Like a burning shade of light Born in a stall! Born in a hall! Born in a waterfall so you feel you're...