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[00:00.00] 作词 : Jonathan Wolf[00:01.00] 作曲 : Jonathan Wolf[00:17.17]At your house the smell of our still living human bodies and oven gas[00:24.57]You pray to nothing out loud[00:27.95]Two first names and an ampersand[00:31.27]Embroidered proudly on a kitchen towel[00:34.74]You're a beautiful and violent work[00:38.75]With a skinny neck of a chinese bird[00:42.33]In a fading ancient painting[00:45.97]And if you're in heaven waiting[00:49.03]You made it there fighting[00:51.04]The tightest kite string[00:52.63]In a bad storm with lightning[00:56.82]And now these few presidents[01:01.08]Frowning in my pocket can persuade no god[01:08.36]To let me let you talkoh[01:12.68]These few presidents[01:15.76]Frowning in my pocket[01:19.52]Can persuade no god to let me let you off[01:27.55]Even though I haven't seen you in years[01:31.00]Yours is a funeral I'd fly to from anywhere[01:36.40][01:40.92]I thought I had a peble in my sock[01:44.74]I pulled it off and shook out a wasp[01:48.12]It stumbled out lostand without a pause[01:51.95]I'm stung as I wasstill I stomped it[01:55.28]I thoughtthere is no paved street worth[01:57.91]Of your perfect scandanavian feet[02:01.93]My crooked chinese fingers groped[02:07.31]The machinery of your throat[02:13.80]And now these few presidents[02:17.68]Frowning in my pocket can persuade no god[02:25.01]To let me let you talkoh[02:29.59]These few presidents drowning in my pocket[02:36.30]Can persuade no god to let me let you off[02:44.27]Even though I haven't seen you in years[02:47.22]Yours is a funeral I'd fly to from anywhere
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作词 : Jonathan Wolf 作曲 : Jonathan WolfAt your house the smell of our still living human bodies and oven gasYou pray to nothing out loudTwo first names and an ampersandEmbroidered proudly on a kitchen towelYou're a beautiful and violent workWith a skinny neck of a chinese birdIn a fading ancient paintingAnd if you're in heaven waitingYou made it there fightingThe tightest kite stringIn a bad storm with lightningAnd now these few presidentsFrowning in my pocket can persuade no godTo let me let you talkohThese few presidentsFrowning in my pocketCan persuade no god to let me let you offEven though I haven't seen you in yearsYours is a funeral I'd fly to from anywhereI thought I had a peble in my sockI pulled it off and shook out a waspIt stumbled out lostand without a pauseI'm stung as I wasstill I stomped itI thoughtthere is no paved street worthOf your perfect scandanavian feetMy crooked chinese fingers gropedThe machinery of your throatAnd now these few presidentsFrowning in my pocket can persuade no godTo let me let you talkohThese few presidents drowning in my pocketCan persuade no god to let me let you offEven though I haven't seen you in yearsYours is a funeral I'd fly to from anywhere
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