Текст песни Type O Negative - In Praise of Bacchus
Type O Negative - In Praise of Bacchus слова песни
Hey BacchusShe hates meHey BacchusShe hates meThe street lamps light a wet old red hook roadA furry vino tinted slaveMolten oil painted brooklyn bridge(cobblestone grave)A lonely blue girl guards the river bedShe shakes her brown torch at the tideOn pier six we`d creep and count the cracks(side by side, see, we`re counting cracks)Your mom was out wearing herself insideI`ll stop the train to say helloA used boyfriend`s just bought her this new car(I said I know)-Togetherburn-She said burnTogetherBurnWe`ll burn togetherNow don`t believe she`ll never leave againI can`t forget the words she said way back whenShe said burnWe`ll burn together