Evangelista - "You are a jaguar" from "Prince of Truth" 2009 © Constellation (Carla Bozulich, Tara Barnes, Dominic Cramp, Thierry Amar, Ches Smith) LYRIC: You are a jaguar, A pawprint, A surefire, A peppermint stick, A little bomb in the middle With a bottle inside. A ship I slip and slide on the deck fly through the air, I near break my neck in there. The cat doesn't care She's taking bets 'Cuz we don't know who'll be the next to go. Since we came to be here the pills will not work anymore Don't try cracking the turnstyle or beating down the door. Plastic rooms with false light won't save us from the drums. Horses beat the rhythm. Death is bound to come, Dragging chains through the trees and it sounds like a party. The biggest one ever! All set for you and me. Me. You and all our friends are here And those that aren't are very dear. Speed of light rest you head black hair, red bed. Loud feet in the street laughing at each other. You are a jaguar in catacombs a racecar of mylar and feathers death trip of levers and buttons and wheels spinning to feel the numbest last moments of hell in your hands. And the cat understands She's taking bets 'cuz we don't know just who'll be the next to go! You and all our friends are here And those that aren't are very dear. Speed of light rest you head black hair, red bed. Even now we run in packs, Razor hair stands up our backs. Loud feet in the street laughing at each other. You and all our friends are here And those that aren't are very ...
Friday, October 19, 2012
Evangelista (Carla Bozulich) - You are a jaguar
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Evangelista - "You are a jaguar" from "Prince of Truth" 2009 © Constellation (Carla Bozulich, Tara Barnes, Dominic Cramp, Thierry Amar, Ches Smith) LYRIC: You are a jaguar, A pawprint, A surefire, A peppermint stick, A little bomb in the middle With a bottle inside. A ship I slip and slide on the deck fly through the air, I near break my neck in there. The cat doesn't care She's taking bets 'Cuz we don't know who'll be the next to go. Since we came to be here the pills will not work anymore Don't try cracking the turnstyle or beating down the door. Plastic rooms with false light won't save us from the drums. Horses beat the rhythm. Death is bound to come, Dragging chains through the trees and it sounds like a party. The biggest one ever! All set for you and me. Me. You and all our friends are here And those that aren't are very dear. Speed of light rest you head black hair, red bed. Loud feet in the street laughing at each other. You are a jaguar in catacombs a racecar of mylar and feathers death trip of levers and buttons and wheels spinning to feel the numbest last moments of hell in your hands. And the cat understands She's taking bets 'cuz we don't know just who'll be the next to go! You and all our friends are here And those that aren't are very dear. Speed of light rest you head black hair, red bed. Even now we run in packs, Razor hair stands up our backs. Loud feet in the street laughing at each other. You and all our friends are here And those that aren't are very ...
Evangelista - "You are a jaguar" from "Prince of Truth" 2009 © Constellation (Carla Bozulich, Tara Barnes, Dominic Cramp, Thierry Amar, Ches Smith) LYRIC: You are a jaguar, A pawprint, A surefire, A peppermint stick, A little bomb in the middle With a bottle inside. A ship I slip and slide on the deck fly through the air, I near break my neck in there. The cat doesn't care She's taking bets 'Cuz we don't know who'll be the next to go. Since we came to be here the pills will not work anymore Don't try cracking the turnstyle or beating down the door. Plastic rooms with false light won't save us from the drums. Horses beat the rhythm. Death is bound to come, Dragging chains through the trees and it sounds like a party. The biggest one ever! All set for you and me. Me. You and all our friends are here And those that aren't are very dear. Speed of light rest you head black hair, red bed. Loud feet in the street laughing at each other. You are a jaguar in catacombs a racecar of mylar and feathers death trip of levers and buttons and wheels spinning to feel the numbest last moments of hell in your hands. And the cat understands She's taking bets 'cuz we don't know just who'll be the next to go! You and all our friends are here And those that aren't are very dear. Speed of light rest you head black hair, red bed. Even now we run in packs, Razor hair stands up our backs. Loud feet in the street laughing at each other. You and all our friends are here And those that aren't are very ...
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