[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:05.62]"Alice, where's your tongue?" [00:07.14]she said, "look in the encyclopedia's ceaseless chatter." [00:10.19]"Alice, where's your hair?" [00:12.72]she said, "look in the sharp of a well-worn butterfly knife." [00:16.30]"Alice, where's your teeth?" [00:17.82]she said, "look at the piano. they're dangling from every single chord." [00:21.88]"Alice, where's your lips?" [00:22.90]"look in the empires roaring; the tyrants getting so loud and boring." [00:27.47]"Alice, where's your man?" [00:28.49]"look in this black eye written like the o in the word goodbye." [00:32.04]"Alice, where's your house?" [00:33.57]"it's built on the hush of your favorite record's screeching halt." [00:37.65]"Alice, where's your clothes?" [00:39.17]"they'll be sweet sheets around your eyes when street boars eat you alive!" [00:43.75]"Alice, where's your swans?" [00:45.27]"flying in hotel rooms stealing stereos." [00:47.81]mister the sky's a contortionist. [00:51.89]the streets are skipping records blaring hiss. [00:55.45]camouflage, camouflage. [00:58.50]the city's draped in camouflage. [01:02.05]the taxis are jaguars throwing fits. [01:05.60]subways are subterranean bullets. [01:09.16]camouflage, camouflage. [01:12.72]the city's draped in camouflage. [01:16.29]can't you see the sidewalks are just snakes peeling off last year's skin? [01:21.88]can't you find your own face shining in the sky's false reflection? [01:27.47]where's your voice? [01:28.48]where's your dress? [01:29.50]where's your bones? [01:30.52]draped in camouflage. [01:32.55]where's your beach? [01:34.07]where's your sky? [01:35.09]where's your clouds? [01:36.10]draped in camouflage. [01:38.13]mister the sky's a contortionist. [01:41.69]the streets are skipping records blaring hiss. [01:45.24]camouflage, camouflage. [01:48.81]the city's draped in camouflage. [01:52.87]the taxis are jaguars throwing fits. [01:55.92]subways are subterranean bullets. [01:58.97]camouflage, camouflage. [02:02.53]the city's draped in camouflage. [02:18.80]and she says give me one good reason not to empty the heart of all its zeros and ones, [02:33.54]not to smash that telecaster before it births a thousand useless slums. [02:47.26]love bit you in the throat while you were staring at the sea. [03:00.97]all the girls in Montreal are smashing skateboards in the street. [03:14.73]it's 4am and she's at your door with a suitcase, in a nightgown. [03:28.46]we slip through mansions with fences full-grown. [03:37.62]we slip through streetlights in crooked rows. [03:48.28]I felt my chest cave in under a pile of synthetic grins. [03:58.47]the fields are day-glo under sobbing rainbows dragged through filthy thoughts, [04:07.11]false applause and camouflage. [04:10.66]I couldn't see the solar system, [04:14.73]it was camouflaged as a tape loop repeating. [04:21.33]I couldn't see the glorious meadow, [04:25.90]it was camouflaged as a smashed stain glass window. [04:33.01]I couldn't see the love and affection, [04:37.07]it was camouflaged as a jungle of erections. [04:44.22]I couldn't see the skeletal lightning, [04:48.28]it was camouflaged as a young machete.
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:05.62]"Alice, where's your tongue?"
[00:07.14]she said, "look in the encyclopedia's ceaseless chatter."
[00:10.19]"Alice, where's your hair?"
[00:12.72]she said, "look in the sharp of a well-worn butterfly knife."
[00:16.30]"Alice, where's your teeth?"
[00:17.82]she said, "look at the piano. they're dangling from every single chord."
[00:21.88]"Alice, where's your lips?"
[00:22.90]"look in the empires roaring; the tyrants getting so loud and boring."
[00:27.47]"Alice, where's your man?"
[00:28.49]"look in this black eye written like the o in the word goodbye."
[00:32.04]"Alice, where's your house?"
[00:33.57]"it's built on the hush of your favorite record's screeching halt."
[00:37.65]"Alice, where's your clothes?"
[00:39.17]"they'll be sweet sheets around your eyes when street boars eat you alive!"
[00:43.75]"Alice, where's your swans?"
[00:45.27]"flying in hotel rooms stealing stereos."
[00:47.81]mister the sky's a contortionist.
[00:51.89]the streets are skipping records blaring hiss.
[00:55.45]camouflage, camouflage.
[00:58.50]the city's draped in camouflage.
[01:02.05]the taxis are jaguars throwing fits.
[01:05.60]subways are subterranean bullets.
[01:09.16]camouflage, camouflage.
[01:12.72]the city's draped in camouflage.
[01:16.29]can't you see the sidewalks are just snakes peeling off last year's skin?
[01:21.88]can't you find your own face shining in the sky's false reflection?
[01:27.47]where's your voice?
[01:28.48]where's your dress?
[01:29.50]where's your bones?
[01:30.52]draped in camouflage.
[01:32.55]where's your beach?
[01:34.07]where's your sky?
[01:35.09]where's your clouds?
[01:36.10]draped in camouflage.
[01:38.13]mister the sky's a contortionist.
[01:41.69]the streets are skipping records blaring hiss.
[01:45.24]camouflage, camouflage.
[01:48.81]the city's draped in camouflage.
[01:52.87]the taxis are jaguars throwing fits.
[01:55.92]subways are subterranean bullets.
[01:58.97]camouflage, camouflage.
[02:02.53]the city's draped in camouflage.
[02:18.80]and she says give me one good reason not to empty the heart of all its zeros and ones,
[02:33.54]not to smash that telecaster before it births a thousand useless slums.
[02:47.26]love bit you in the throat while you were staring at the sea.
[03:00.97]all the girls in Montreal are smashing skateboards in the street.
[03:14.73]it's 4am and she's at your door with a suitcase, in a nightgown.
[03:28.46]we slip through mansions with fences full-grown.
[03:37.62]we slip through streetlights in crooked rows.
[03:48.28]I felt my chest cave in under a pile of synthetic grins.
[03:58.47]the fields are day-glo under sobbing rainbows dragged through filthy thoughts,
[04:07.11]false applause and camouflage.
[04:10.66]I couldn't see the solar system,
[04:14.73]it was camouflaged as a tape loop repeating.
[04:21.33]I couldn't see the glorious meadow,
[04:25.90]it was camouflaged as a smashed stain glass window.
[04:33.01]I couldn't see the love and affection,
[04:37.07]it was camouflaged as a jungle of erections.
[04:44.22]I couldn't see the skeletal lightning,
[04:48.28]it was camouflaged as a young machete.
