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The Blood Brothers

The Salesman, Denver Max

 

The Salesman, Denver Max

(álbum: Burn Piano Island, Burn - 2003)


Yeah, through the screen door your thoughts are quarantined
Yeah, by the way you smell I can tell that you're fifteen
Yeah, my name is Denver Max, I eat heart attacks
Yeah, from your mouth to your hands to the floor you're bubbling syntax

What the crickets see is between you and me
Yeah what scarecrows think, would turn your eyeballs pink

Don't you try to call the cops little girl, cops little girl
Before you pick up the phone you'll be dead
Don't you try to call the cops little girl, cops little girl
Your tongue is withered it's heavier than lead
Won't you just step into the car little girl, car little girl
Your parents don't understand what's in your head
We're really onto something special little girl, special little girl
You're blushing red, your head can't hide those thoughts of dread

Yeah, through the screen door kiss me like a queen...
Yeah, it tastes like metal in my mouth like rusty Listerine
Yeah, my name is Denver Max please excuse the mask
Yeah, running down my face, bound by tacks and paste

What the crickets see is between you and me...
What the scarecrows think would turn your eyeballs pink... turn your eyeballs pink
And with a face like that you'll never ever gonna make it big
You'll never find a boyfriend unless you get it adjusted...

Yeah, my name is Denver Max and won't you come sit on my lap
Yeah, because the only thing you own is everything you lack

Don't you try to call the cops little girl, cops little girl
Before you pick up the phone you'll be dead
Don't you try to call the cops little girl, cops little girl
Your tongue is withered it's heavier than lead
Won't you just step into the car little girl, car little girl
Your parents don't understand what's in your head
We're really onto something special little girl, special little girl
You're blushing red, your head can't hide those thoughts of dread
Can't hide those thoughts of dread

By the time we hit Tucson your parents little girl
Parents little girl will be wondering
Where their pretty little blonde has gone
By the time we hit Mexico you'll know little girl
Know little girl that Denver Max will always be the only one
By the time we hit the ocean we'll jump little girl
Jump little girl down to find the undersea sun

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