My Commanding Wife (Completa Corregida)
I want my records back
and that motorcycle gas tank
that I, spraypainted black
the owls have been talking to me
but I'm sworn to secrecy
I woke up in
a burnt out basement
sleeping with
metal hands
in a spirit ditch
the moon it will rise with such
horse laughter
it's dragging pianos to the ocean
if I had a home
you'd know it'd be
in a slide trombone
I woke up in
a burnt out basement
sleeping with
metal hands
in a spirit ditch
(mum on answerphone interlude)
I woke up in
a burnt out basement
sleeping with<
and that motorcycle gas tank
that I, spraypainted black
the owls have been talking to me
but I'm sworn to secrecy
I woke up in
a burnt out basement
sleeping with
metal hands
in a spirit ditch
the moon it will rise with such
horse laughter
it's dragging pianos to the ocean
if I had a home
you'd know it'd be
in a slide trombone
I woke up in
a burnt out basement
sleeping with
metal hands
in a spirit ditch
(mum on answerphone interlude)
I woke up in
a burnt out basement
sleeping with<
Vi the Darkly Splendid World
Into the bloody hole we'll go
Oh no oh no
Into the sharp swords we shall go
Oh no no
Or be tugged anyway
Goodbye goodbye
Goodybye goodbye
Shake those tears from your eyes
Goodbye goodbye
Goodbye goodbye
You were the sudden summer of god
The jangling belldeath and the rain rains
I wished you would fall on me like a tended judging
Oh yes
Oh no
And still I do, my dear