Текст песни Masticated Outboard Motors (Frog Eyes) с переводом

What is a city without lines, a forest floor?

With some children that don’t work no more

I am the bush that peeks through blinds

Don’t fall behind, rain makes their sheets

For high-tide bakers who bake fancy cakes for magistrative sensitives

And anyone who is for the dis-connective gestures of the front line blue blood

pedlars

Sign off, their mothers abodes

Oh hold the lines, the ferries are sinking

Set upon, wait, your face

I fought the radar, I fought the radar

Isle of Paul, the backs are breakers

Anyone you’re thinking of?

We come from cities, we built the cities

Oh what is a charter without maids?

While the beaches are cold

Oh set the branches so they burn like gold

And bold sensations for the broken house urchins

Buy their shells, I thought about, I thought about it

Ferries and bowlers and maybe we’re fated for the bottom

Frozen lake, love sons of divorce

I feel my kind, I feel my kind is beating blood upon night’s door

What for, tell me dear what for, what for? la da da

Oh hold the lines and blow your feathers

And ripe for the birthing

And I fought the radar, I fought the radar

The city you live in is a magistrative nightmare famous lakes

Oh I burned the backseats and we’ll burn the backseats

Oh hold the lines, the ferry boats sinking

And set upon, wait, your face

I fought the radar and I fought the radar

Oh Isle of Paul, the backs are breakers

Anyone you’re thinking of?

We come from cities and we built the cities

Oh mastication, we hate the front lines

Oh mastication, we hate the front lines

Oh mastication, we hate the front lines

Oh mastication, we hate the front lines

We hate them

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