Текст песни Type O Negative - In Praise of Bacchus
Type O Negative - In Praise of Bacchus слова песни
Hey Bacchus
She hates me
Hey Bacchus
She hates me
The street lamps light are wet old red hook road
A furry vino tinted slave
Molten oil painted Brooklyn Brigde
(Cobblestone grave)
A lonely blue girl guards the river bed
She shakes her brown torch at the tide
On pier six we`d creep and count the cracks
(Side by side, see, we`re counting cracks)
Your mom was out wearing herself inside
I`ll stop the train to say hello
A used boyfriend`s just bought her this new car
(I said I know)
-togetherburn-
She said burn
Together
Burn
We`ll burn together
Now don`t believe she`ll never leave again
I can`t forget the words she said back then
She said burn
We`ll burn together.