Spitting Feathers
EP - 22 novembre 2006 - Debaser id 372907

The drunkk machine
Spitting nonsense
Spitting feathers
Talking in tongues
Swivelling heads
Splitting hairs

Don’t listen

Who is driving?
Aquaplaning
Hold on

I got a bad feeling
I got a bad feeling
I got a bad feeling

Don’t listen
Swivelling heads

The drunkk machine
Spits

Who put it in charge?

Clicks on the phone.
I cannot help you.
Caught by own worm.
Caught in a rat's nest.
Eat own young.
Chew through wires
Sewn up in stitches, stitches.
Deny all knowledge.
Paragraph 5.
Subsection b.
The committee is content, content.
To live in a rat's nest.
Rat’s nest

Is this a free seat?
Which way you heading?
You keep pushing and you keep pushing.
Between the whipcrack
And the moonbeams
I said coachman where we heading?
The gleaming teeth
Of the inbetween
I can hear some people laughing.
Is this is a stitch up?
I am not willing
So I am turning you off and then I’m counting.

I regret.
I turn the clock back.
To where I wasn't taken in.
I jump out
Of a window
And get lost in a jetstream.

This is a ghost coach
That we are riding
Damp decay and splintering.
Between the whipcrack
And the moonbeams
I can hear some people laughing.
We need a rubber man
We need a stretchy man
I’m not sure i am welcome.
You are a fool
And this is over
Over the cliffs of Dover.

I regret.
I turn the clock back.
To where I wasn't taken in.
I jump out
Of a window
And get lost in a jetstream.

You’re beautiful
Until I get close
You have the eyes of a mountain goat.
A coat of mildew
A bad smell
And the strap broke in my hand.
Now I wanna turn back.
Turn back.
I wanna turn back.

You need a rubber man
You need a stretchy man
You need a rubber man
You need a stretchy man
I wanna turn back
I wanna turn back
You need a rubber man
You need a stretchy man
You need a rubber man
You need a stretchy man
I wanna turn back
I’m on my back
Turn back.

You luv me
I luv ya

Un souvenir de la rue?

I luv ya

I love you

I luv ya