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The Blood Brothers

New York Slave

 

New York Slave

(专辑: March On Electric Children - 2002)


Her smiles flashed SOS in that dress of sea anemone skin
He pinned his heart to his tuxedo it throbbed
And hissed like a rabid jewel

From the back of the chapel cracked
And crystal our gaze locked in temptation
A priest with a glass eye sang songs of christian desperation
The flower girls were all sown up
They're hanging from the rafters
Showering your matrimony like a guillotine's laughter

1,2... 1,2,3, Go!

"Dearly beloved we are gathered here to witness
The sacred union of vibrancy and sickness...
Do you take this man with the diamond skin tie?
And when you are fucking him will you scream dollar signs?

Let me introduce you to a new phrase...
New York noose for a New York slave."
Let me introduce you to a new phrase...
New York noose for a New York slave."

Stained glass eyes wink through mother Matty's navelscope...
Who's pupils are watching?

Let me introduce you to a new phrase...
New York noose for a New York slave."

The priest's tongue slips out like a jackal
Every eye in the audience spinning like a drill
The groom plucks a key from the rapture tree
And opens her ribcage like a squealing armoire
Her lungs and liver screaming mercy mercy mercy
While they rearrange the wires in her heart
I now pronounce you smiling like a grave
I now pronounce you a New York slave

Now every dripping chest wound is getting little guilt feelings
What about your new life do you crave?
He's your ticket to fame but you're his New York slave
You're his New York slave

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