Текст песни The Psychedelic Furs - The Psychedelic Furs
The Psychedelic Furs - The Psychedelic Furs слова песни
see the people dead in carssee their bodies bleedi know he`s so dead and gonei think that is freehis body is upon the wallhis teeth are sharp and whitewe cut his eyes with razorbladesand out of him comes foul white lightin the eastern carpet storehe is made of dreamsput his picture on the walljust where the mirror gleamshis body is upon the wallhis teeth are sharp and whitewe cut his face with razorbladesand out of him comes foul white lighthis power`s all around his feetthere`s flowers in his heartif you take the needles outhis body falls aparthis body is upon the wallhis teeth are sharp and whitewe cut his hands with razorbladesand out of him comes foul white lightmake a god of politicsmake a god of policeworship it with automobilesworship it with screamshis body is upon the wallhis teeth are sharp and whitehe cuts his feet with razorbladesand out of him comes foul white lightmake a god of useless drivelsew it at the seamsfloat it down the river where the sewage is the seahis body is upon the wallhis teeth are sharp and whitehe cuts his teeth with razorbladesand out of him came stupid lightthat`s flowers