Cover di Good Morning Spider

Good Morning Spider
Album - 20 luglio 1998 - Debaser id 21832

di Sparklehorse

p-i-g, oh, p-i-g

why don't you sing me that
pretty lullaby
then when you're singing great
pack it all up

I wanna new face right now
and I want it bad
I wanna new body that's strong
I'm a butchered cow

I wanna try and fly
I wanna try and die
I wanna be a pig
I wanna fuck a car

I wanna new face right now
and I want it bad
I wanna new body that's strong
I'm a butchered cow

I wanna be a stupid and shallow mutherfucker now
I wanna be a tough skinned bitch but I don't know how
I wanna be a shiny new baby with a spongy brain
I wanna be a horse full of fire that will never train
Il tuo voto:
my bones wish to escape
and run along an alien expanse
to collapse from the heat
in a cartoonish heap
to sleep oh to sleep
Il tuo voto:
Hey joe
C'mon joe
Don't make that sad song
Any sadder than it already is

Hey jack
Get back
Get yourself together
C'mon c'mon

I know you're thinking about your nervous laugh
I know exactly what you're thinking of

Hey sid
No matter what you did
It can work out
Work out



No matter how you feel
Right now

Hey george
Do your chores
Don't feel sore

I know it's a lot more
Than just being poor

There's a heaven and there's a star for you
There's a heaven and there's a star for you
There's a heaven and there's a star for you
There's a star for you
There's a star for you
There's a star for you
Il tuo voto:
he don't get out much
these days
but I wouldn't call him
lazy

he sees the dawn sneak
into the room
and knows the dogs will
be up soon

and we thought that he was doing alright
as the sun chased down another night

and days carreen
like the waters
of a river rushing
to the sea

here she comes again
down the staircase
she never passes without
saying hello

and we thought that he was doing alright
and she says hello

I can't forget the ghost
I can't forget the ghost
I can't forget the ghost
of his smile

dogs will wag their tails
and birds will sing
hell it's hard world
for little things

and we thought that he was doing alright

I can't forget the ghost
I can't forget the ghost
I can't forget the ghost
of his smile
Il tuo voto:
every hair on your head is counted
you are worth hundreds of sparrows
the tree you planted has become fecund
with kamikaze hummingbirds

wings of hundreds of beats per second
of people whose wings are just a blur
afraid our eyes might become impaled
by their sharp and tiny beaks

I'm so sorry
my spirit's rarely in my body
it wanders through the dry country
looking for a good place to rest
your head upon my chest
and I can feel the pillow of your breast

you are worth hundreds of sparrows
Il tuo voto:
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