At The Drive-In lyrics
At The Drive-In lyrics
"Transatlantic Foe Lyrics"
pet sounds filling pet peeve void's
black and white tv with the sound turned down
is it mono or stereo?
lending aneurysm satisfaction in the
fruitless gaze of your mona lisa lazy smile
trick ourselves in portable stanzas
Angels We Have Heard On High Lyrics
Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plains And the mountains in reply Echos in their joyou
black russian throated on thisAngels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plains And the mountains in reply Echos in their joyou
guillotine cancer
how steep we are
but there's just no telling
just no telling
savion is under heel clicking
morse code through movie stills again
the sky had blackened with carion birds
pinstriped suits and cigarettes tapped danced
through the tepid burlesque
their mouths were parched with excess thirst
bridge and chorus candy curse
still they snag through the strepthroat verse
pet sounds filling
Check the Vibe Lyrics
[Dred Scott] Yeah.. check it out.. check it out.. Check my vibe, I check that vibe
pet peeve voids[Dred Scott] Yeah.. check it out.. check it out.. Check my vibe, I check that vibe
black and white tv with the sound turned down
like breathing blood through lungs of czar's child
if i had a dollar for every plot that you made
in this bed of nails you make
how steep
how steep we are