Текст песни The Blood Brothers - Fuckings Greatest Hits
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Verse 1:Ring out the gong again!Carve out this hymn in skin!When the party blacks out againyou`re still eating headlines out of the newspaper bin.Slap the gong again!Carve out this hymn in skin!Chorus:Happy birthday gelatins smearing bruises on your chin.There`s cake but no mouth, conch but no sound,glossy skeletons boyfriends but no friends.Verse 2:Ring out the gong again!Carve out this hymn in skin!When they`ve pissed between every sheet of your father`s bedthose tears have barcodes waiting to be scanned/scammed.And when they`ve hurled every gutted couch cushionfrom the living room into your fathers swimming pool,you`re bobbing chlorine apples in the broth bucket of envy`s gruel.Chorus:Happy birthday gelatins smearing bruises on your chin.There`s cake but no mouth, conch but no sound,glossy skeletons boyfriends but no friends.Coda:Ring! Ring! Ring out the gong!Son now you`ve made it to the top of their list.Congradulations your fucking`s greatest hit!Afterward:Behind husks of leather, photo albums sheild their laughter.You thought they`d make you breakfast the morning after?Your fantasy season gangrened off the calander.