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    Giant Swan

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    Добавлена 13 марта 2013 пользователем Миша

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    The giant swan's got ghosts in his wings
    His guts are stuffed with Polaroids, and they're all humiliating
    And when the wine's drunk and the wild cabaret has sung it's last voice
    And you're sitting all alone in the 4am darkness of a pitch-black theater
    He explodes like fireworks on the stage with gold smoke
    Sing, your voice just won't stop blooming
    He wrote a play and you're the protagonist
    All the girls you wish you'd fucked make a guest appearance
    Oh, and you just won't believe the ending
    Fly me home, giant swan!
    The giant swan's got a pixelated beak
    His eyes are twin mushroom clouds
    His feathers are unsuspecting cities
    And his breasts are hollow apartments with the highest quality furnishings
    And you can watch TV until you die there, deflated skin draped over luxury chairs
    Sing, your voice just won't stop blooming
    If your heart's a diamond, buddy, what's the price?
    If your heart's a diamond, what's the fucking price?
    Your skin is cheap and your hair is shoddy
    So sit and watch the ballerinas kick and spin
    Then strip down to your vulgar skeleton
    You'd better take one more drink of Captain Morgan's rum
    Oh, it's gonna sting like a raw sunrise when they black swan's gone
    Back at the resort, the curtains closed, you haven't left the room for two solid weeks
    With a pound of cocaine under the bed where the call girls perform their services
    And you have to leave CNN on so you don't think about her newborn son
    Who came to this town from the crotch you're renting out
    "Who's at the door? What the fuck!
    Who's at the door? What the fuck!
    Who's at the door? What the fuck!"
    Your heart is sweating, your hands are turning black
    Your shadow breaks in wearing a ski mask
    Is that a machete at your throat?
    "Give me all your money! Give me all the dope!"
    And the sun's like a painting of your whole life
    You scratch at the canvas, but you can't get inside
    And the sun's like a painting of your whole life
    You scratch at the canvas, but you can't get inside
    Your family is gurgling grief
    You think you're fast asleep
    Is that the curtain closing?
    Giant swan, take me to the river
    Is that my flesh corroding?
    Giant swan, take me to the river
    All the things you wish you said are buried with your X'd out head
    All your ulterior motives...
    Giant swan, take me to the river
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