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Camouflage, Camouflage

 

Camouflage, Camouflage

(앨범: Young Machetes - 2006)


"Alice, where's your tongue?"
She said, "look in the encyclopedia's ceaseless chatter."
"Alice, where's your hair?"
She said, "look in the sharp of a well-worn butterfly knife."
"Alice, where's your teeth?"
She said, "look at the piano. they're dangling from every single chord."
"Alice, where's your lips?"
"Look in the empires roaring; the tyrants getting so loud and boring."
"Alice, where's your man?"
"Look in this black eye written like the o in the word goodbye."
"Alice, where's your house?"
"It's built on the hush of your favorite record's screeching halt."
"Alice, where's your clothes?"
"They'll be sweet sheets around your eyes when street boars eat you alive!."
"Alice, where's your swans?"
"Flying in hotel rooms stealing stereos."

Mister the sky's a contortionist
The streets are skipping records blaring hiss
Camouflage, camouflage
The city's draped in camouflage
The taxis are jaguars throwing fits
Subways are subterranean bullets
Camouflage, camouflage
The city's draped in camouflage

Can't you see the sidewalks are just snakes peeling off last year's skin?
Can't you find your own face shining in the sky's false reflection?
Where's your voice?
Where's your dress?
Where's your bones?
Draped in camouflage
Where's your beach?
Where's your sky?
Where's your clouds?
Draped in camouflage

She says give me one good reason not to empty the heart of all its zeros and ones
Not to smash that Telecaster before it births a thousand useless slums
And love bit you in the throat while you were staring at the sea
All the girls in Montreal are smashing skateboards in the street
And it's 4 AM, she's at your door with a suitcase, in a nightgown

We slip through mansions with fences full-grown
We slip through streetlights in crooked rows
I saw the sky split in two: one half jealous and one half cruel
I felt my chest cave in under a pile of synthetic grins
The fields are day-glo under sobbing rainbows dragged through filthy
Thoughts, false applause and camouflage

I couldn't see the solar system
It was camouflaged as a tape loop repeating
I couldn't see the glorious meadow
It was camouflaged as a smashed stained glass window
I couldn't see the love and affection
It was camouflaged as a jungle of erections
I couldn't see the skeletal lightning
It was camouflaged as a young machete

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