Текст песни Gameshark (Foxing) с переводом

Gainer from the balcony

Swan dive into the concrete

They served you venison and morphine

Nobel’d you for your good deeds

It’s in the twelve steps

Against a death threat

It’s like a seat belt

Against a hurricane

You’re in the first class

Against a tailspin

With the dizygotic twin of god in the cockpit

Ooo

You try to turn it off

But you’re too turned on by it

Ooo

You try to wake up

So you’re a lost lamb dying on the range in the heat

Soft guts waving on the vulture come and get the meat

And served you television in a tyranny

They Teen Choice’d you for your good grief

Is it the slow stalk

From the philistine

Or in the wolf club

Against instinct

Or in the Red Cross

Against the hidebound

With the dizygotic twin of god at the slaughterhouse

Ooo

You try to turn it off

But you’re too turned on by it

Ooo

You try to wake up

But then you’re over it

You’re over it

Stumbled drunk out on the balcony

Saw the moonlight in the concrete

The band played «Nearer My God To Thee»

Death was begging for your company

Was it the Brown bag

Around the Popov

Or in the Six men

Carrying the casket

Beak of a dead dove

Broken and stomped on

While the dizygotic twin of god owns the flower shop

But you’re too turned on by it

You try to turn it off

But you’re too turned on by it

You try to turn it off

But you’re too turned on by it

Now you try to wake up

But then you’re over it

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