Letra de «927A.M., 7-29»
Nine-twenty-seven a.m., seven/twenty nine
Anyone listening want a brain washed like mine?
One day they'll find us Feathers on a tiger's body Quiet as a clear blue glacier lake
Ploughshares gone swords, we were the scourge of the earth Offerings unpoured, unliturgical drink It'd be a pearl of a time now for a virgin birth And it happens more often than you might think 9:28 a.m., low in the phosphorous lights Of lonesome days and parthenogenetic nights You became the glowing letters of a red sign: "BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME" Better luck next time
JACKAL (in the sheep flock):
Shadow on the vine!HONEY (from the cleft rock):
Better luck next time Lock jawed glass rat, Psalter seventeen With functional addiction to altars of the May Queen Half clear ghost (name chemical) appears In the hollow of a cow's horn buried in a grainfield (As that wondrous hour draws near)One day they'll find us Feathers on a tiger's body Quiet as a clear blue glacier lake
Ploughshares gone swords, we were the scourge of the earth Offerings unpoured, unliturgical drink It'd be a pearl of a time now for a virgin birth And it happens more often than you might think 9:28 a.m., low in the phosphorous lights Of lonesome days and parthenogenetic nights You became the glowing letters of a red sign: "BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME" Better luck next time