Tricky - Hell Is ’round the Corner (feat. Martina Topley-Bird) | Текст песни

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• Tricky
• Hell Is ’round the Corner (feat. Martina Topley-Bird)

I stand firm for a soil,
Lick a rock off foil, so reduce me,
Seduce me,
Dress me up in Stüssy.

Hell is ‘round the corner where I shelter...
Isms and schisms...
We’re living on a skelter;
If you believe, I’ll deceive.
Common sense says you are the thief.
Let me take you down the corridors of my life...

And when you walk, do you walk to your preference?
No need to answer ‘till I take further evidence;
I seem to need a reference to get residence...
A reference to your preference to say.
I’m a good neighbour, I trudge,
So judge me for my labour,
Lobotomy ensures my good behavior.

The constant struggle
Ensures my insanity.
Passing the indifference ensures
The struggle for my family.
We’re hungry, beware
Of our appetite.
Distant drums bring the news of a kill tonight.
The kill which I share with my passengers;
We take our fill, take our fill, take a feel...

I stand firm for a soil,
Lick a rock off foil, so reduce me,
Seduce me,
Dress me up in Stüssy.
Confused by different memories, details of Asian remedies, conversations,
Of what’s become of enemies.
My brain thinks bomb-like,
So I listen, he’s a calm type.

As I grow...

And as I grow,
I grow collective.
Before the move
Sit on the perspective.
Mr. Quail’s in the crevice and watches from the precipices.
Imperial passage...

Heat from the sun someday slowly passes,
Until then,
You have to live with yourself.
Until then,
you have to live with yourself.
...

I stand firm for a soil,
Lick a rock off foil, so reduce me, seduce me,
Dress me up in Stüssy.

Hell is ‘round the corner where I shelter.
Isms and schisms,
We’re living on a skelter.
If you believe, I’ll deceive,
And common sense says that you are the thief.
Let me take you down the corridor...
...

My brain thinks bomb-like, bomb-like,
My brain thinks bomb-like, bomb-like, bomb-like,
My brain thinks bomb-like,
Beware of our appetite.