Текст (слова) песни: Hunters And Collectors - Fish Roar (3 17)
I asked her to sing in her Fish-roar voice with her lions-mane hair But she said NO Bend me like a long-horn and ride me way out west I`m burning up, I`m burning up, I`m burning up And there`s dead-skin in my bed Under a bomber`s moon she pouts, she frowns Exudes a dead-leaf smell and drags me down I refleshed her bones and I built a house of skin I knocked upon her dog-woman head and let some humour in Under a bomber`s moon she pouts, she frowns Exudes a dead-leaf smell and drags me down, and my level up Bend me like a long-horn and ride me way out west I`m burning up, I`m burning up, I`m burning, burning, burning, burning And there`s dead-skin in my bed I asked her to sing in her Fish-roar voice with her lions-mane hair But she said But she said no Bend me like a long-horn and ride me way out west I`m burning up, I`m burning up, I`m burning, burning, burning, burning And there`s dead-skin in my bed, in my bed In my bed, sleepy head
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