Bài hát Death of a Martian Báo Lỗi

"Death Of A Martian"


Bear paws and rascal power

Watching us in your garage

Big girl you ate the neighbor

The nova is over

Wake up and play

Balleradio

Make room for clara's bare feet

The love of a martian


Tick tock and waiting for the meteor

This clock is opening another door


Lots of love just keep it comin'

Making something out of nothin'

These are the best that I

I don't know how to say

Losin' what I love today

These are the best that I

Lots of love just keep it comin'

Making something out of nothin'

These are the best that I

I don't know what to say

Look at what I lost today

And these are the things that I


Blood flowers in the kitchen

Signing off and winding down

This martain ends her mission

The nova is over

She caught the ball

By the mission bell

Chase lizards bark at donkeys

The love of a martian


Let's bow our heads

And let the trumpets blow

Our girl is gone

God bless her little soul


(She's got sword in case

Tho this is not her lord incase

The one who can't afford to face

Her image is restored to grace.


Disappeared.

No trace.

Musky tears.

Suitcase.


The down turn brave

Little burncub bearcareless turnip snare

Rampages pitch color pages...

Down and out but not in Vegas.

Disembarks and disengages.

No loft.


Sweet pink canary cages plummet pop dewskin fortitude

For the sniffing black noses that snort and allude

To dangling trinkets that mimic the dirt cough go drink its.

It's for you.


Blue battered naval town slip kisses delivered by duck

Muscles and bottlenosed grifters arrive in time to catch the late show.

It's a beehive barrel race.

A shehive stare and chase wasted feature who tried and failed to reach her.

Embossed beneath a box in the closet that's lost.

The kind that you find when you mind your own mysteries.

Shiv sister to the quickness before it blisters into the newmorning milk blanket.

Your ilk is funny to the turnstyle touch bunny who's bouquet set a course for bloom without decay.

Get you broom and sweep the echoes of yesternights fallen freckles... away...)