Текст (слова) песни: Type O Negative - In Praise of Bacchus
Hey Bacchus She hates me Hey Bacchus She hates me
The street lamps light are wet old red hook road A furry vino tinted slave Molten oil painted Brooklyn Brigde (Cobblestone grave)
A lonely blue girl guards the river bed She shakes her brown torch at the tide On pier six we`d creep and count the cracks (Side by side, see, we`re counting cracks)
Your mom was out wearing herself inside I`ll stop the train to say hello A used boyfriend`s just bought her this new car (I said I know)
-togetherburn-
She said burn Together Burn We`ll burn together
Now don`t believe she`ll never leave again I can`t forget the words she said back then
She said burn We`ll burn together.
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