Magik Markers - Last Of The Lemach Line | Текст песни

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I am the secular Pentecost
Squeezing out the blue snake
I never count what I lost
Just what I take

I'm going from the garden with a gun
But you know I don't want to hurt no one
Your eight letters spelling out the sun
Not like me to leave a job undone
What monks clink bottles like bells
We mouth the paradise and anticipate hell
She said to me my mouth is open to show I'm hungry
She said to me my mouth is open to show I'm hungry

All this peace just ached for the enemy

I am the secular Pentecost
Squeezing out the blue snake
I never count what I lost
Just what I take

Now I'm going from the garden with a gun
You know I don't want to hurt no one
Your eight letters spelling out the sun
Its not like me to leave a job undone

She said to me my mouth is open,
to show that I'm hungry
Or that peace just ached for the enemy
I stare crazy at things I know you don't see
All you undisturbed cities don't you ever long for the enemy
I'm gonna eat them up before they eat me

Now we're in the garden with a gun
Living in the kingdom’s first time come
Your 8 letters spelling out the sun
Making sure that we're the only ones
I am the secular Pentecost
Squeezing out the blue snake
I never count what I lost
Just what I take!

Now I'm going from the garden with a gun
But you know I don't want to hurt no one
Your eight letters spelling out the sun
Its not like me to leave a job undone
What monks clink bottles like bells
We mouth the paradise and anticipate hell
She said to me my mouth is open to show I'm hungry
Or that peace just aches for the enemy
I stare crazy at things I know you don't see
I'm gonna eat them up before they eat me

Now I’m in the garden with a gun
Living in the kingdom first time come
7 letters spelling out the sun
Its not like that we're the only ones

I am the secular Pentecost
Squeezing out the blue snake
I never count what I lost
Just what I take

Now I'm going from the garden with a gun
You know I don't want to hurt no one
Your eight letters spelling out the sun
Not like me to leave a job undone

What monks clink bottles like bells
We mouth the paradise anticipate hell
She said to me my mouth is open to show that I'm hungry
Or that peace just aches for the enemy
I stare crazy at things I know you don't see
I'm gonna eat them up before they eat me

I am the secular Pentecost
Squeezing out the blue snake
I never count what I lost
Just what I take

I’m in the garden with a gun
Living in the kingdom’s first time come
Your 3 letters spelling out the sun
Making sure that we're the only ones

She said to me my mouth is open to show that I'm hungry
Or that peace just aches for the enemy