Альбом Jonathan Fire*Eater

In every car that passes me on the street
I search for the particular face
The lipstick trembles under boomlights
The lipstick my only brothers only trace

Was the birthday birthday ashtray
I carry it along this way now
It was a gift from my little sister
On the very same day they took her away

And it's painted cherry red, cherry red now
All your dreams are cherry red inside of your head
And it's painted cherry red, cherry red now
All your dreams are cherry red inside

In Hollywood I got the phone call
That made my heart and my limosine stall
Keep falling down in the hotel hall again
Little drunk from the Warners' Christmas ball
Cut by love and carved by switchblade
He's been gone nearly half a decade
Cut by love and carved by switchblade
He's been gone nearly half a decade

I'll still remember my brother
I'll see his face on the billboards and the polaroids
That stayed on my pillow 'til they faded

So, lock yourself in your hotel room
I take the next flight and be there by noon
Lock yourself in your hotel room, oh

(Alright)
I picture him now sitting by the pool
Wearing a pink rubber swimming cap eating ice cream
With the girl with the silver curls sitting in his lap

I can still still remember my brother
I see his face on the billboards and the polaroids
That stayed on my pillow 'til they faded some sad grey grey day, oh

Yes you are still my brother
Even when you change over so
Lock yourself in your hotel room now
I'll take the next flight and be there by noon

I pictured it all the fangs and claws
coarse short hair right then and there
I pictured it all now, hey!
The fangs, the fangs and claws now

So lock yourself in your hotel room and
I'll take the next flight and be there by noon
Lock yourself in your hotel room,oh

I'll sell all things and secretly begin to live undergrond after the death of a friend

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If ever this motorcycle
go slip in the mud now
Let me have these children
to carry down the blood
If ever this ruby rings
were slipping form my cold fingers
Let the be passed down now
and honey let my ghost linger

Well I will raise em, I will raise em
I will raise, I will raise
I will raise em
Oh
In the city surrounded by water

Now give me daughters
and make ‘em one two three
I will raise them
They'll go to church with me
Everyday in everyway
I gave ‘em all I had
And I walk along okay

Oh, oh!
(tired or you're hungry
or you've had too much sugar)

Now give me daughters
and make ‘em one two three
I will raise them
they will look like me
and when they've send
send me away
Well I will always pray for a happy birthday

When the night coming down on crutches
you will never be alone
Oh you will become so beautiful
to think of it makes me cry
And every month
A brand new letter
Written from my motel kitchen
To telephone you jokes and a little hope
If you ever get tired of living

If ever this motorcycle
Should take a slip
slip in the mud now
oh let me have children now
to carry down the blood

If you're hungry
or you're tired
or you had too much sugar
oh, let me be
the one that looks down on you

Alright eh!
Alright!
Come on!

Now give me daughters
and make ‘em one two three
I will raise them
They'll go to church with me
Everyday in everyway
I gave ‘em all I had
And I walk along okay

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