《Bread & Circuses(Explicit)》歌词

[00:00:00] Bread & Circuses - Jackson Jones

[00:00:15] Another plan another man will stand up

[00:00:17] I never been a fan of the phantom s opera

[00:00:19] The mannequins dancing with the anacondas

[00:00:20] Rocking to the trance of the shock from chakra

[00:00:22] Clocks spin the same way they painted it aqua

[00:00:24] No coincidences shown in mint the offer

[00:00:26] Frozen in the grips of his nimble little finger

[00:00:28] Swinging ripples in the middle of the air

[00:00:29] It s crop dust

[00:00:30] Or send a sentimental glare to stop us

[00:00:32] The element of fear with incredible stock cuts

[00:00:33] No heavy metal here just inedible rock guts

[00:00:35] Inaudible pop hush they outta go mock us

[00:00:37] Ox busts running tonka trucks in the hot mud

[00:00:39] Returning to the furnace with the surface of sod clumps

[00:00:41] Herded with shotguns and burning the god crumbs

[00:00:43] Yearning for top crust reverted to see saw

[00:00:45] First we heard it then we learned how to murder it right

[00:00:47] Who s gonna sing me a song or better ring the alarm

[00:00:49] Or better leave me a bomb or call it tourniquet tight

[00:00:51] Observe the bird in freefall with his circuits in flight

[00:00:53] Serpentine strike might certainly lighten your load

[00:00:55] Purple green glow where should we go

[00:00:57] Earth can be cold eternally snow

[00:01:00] Suppose the vermin learned to burden certain sections

[00:01:02] Of known discerning meant for learning lessons

[00:01:04] Perverted best guesses to determining less-thans

[00:01:07] Well yes then as earthlings we're most certainly cursed

[00:01:09] As she curtseys at the dead end

[00:01:10] Suppose she had free range to rearrange the questions

[00:01:13] To dress 'em to reflect the sextant

[00:01:15] Yes I guess we have a quest then

[00:01:16] Hence direction immense deception

[00:01:18] Is sent with a message to request the quest's end

[00:01:20] Present the questions present the quest s end

[00:01:23] Forms standing worn warped shadows saluting

[00:01:25] Grasp to handle the sandstorm pouring through his eyes

[00:01:28] Pursuing his mind from what he s doing

[00:01:30] Putrid sky am I human he muses

[00:01:32] Lashes loose magma gashed and bruised

[00:01:34] As the answer slashes through him

[00:01:36] Rust hands spewing loosened quicksand

[00:01:38] Sees a man on a sand dune a looming question

[00:01:40] Can it be the man with his message

[00:01:42] The never ending quest that's been pestering head

[00:01:43] Is it better if he never ever gets it

[00:01:45] What if it s the truth but refuses to accept it

[00:01:47] Or chooses to reject it

[00:01:47] Move feet losing his direction

[00:01:49] Woozy doing it in sections

[00:01:50] Pulling through the wool breeze

[00:01:51] Shuffle through the glue steamed fume

[00:01:52] Just to view it for a second

[00:01:54] Man he gotta get at least a peek

[00:01:55] Then he s sure to get a little peace

[00:01:57] Rest when he sleeps or the lack therefore

[00:01:58] Cause the fact of the matter piranhas swarm his sleep

[00:02:00] Wants a cease of the shrieks it s release he seeks

[00:02:03] It's relief belief on the brink of falling

[00:02:04] Needs a drink a water calling it a week

[00:02:07] Leave receive the order forty feet he's on him

[00:02:09] Thirty feet twenty sun beat

[00:02:10] Three before he saw him

[00:02:12] Stump reach to greet an eaten arm

[00:02:13] Crawling near the jaw knees weakened to falling

[00:02:15] Sinking nauseous stink of brine swine and pinkish olives

[00:02:18] Speaking tweak to commas

[00:02:19] Not on his stop a bit to wonder yonder

[00:02:21] Rotted eyes like if he had a tongue he'd laugh

[00:02:24] Expend his last action to flip me off or get me off the path

[00:02:27] Mind to hike just to spite him or leave him spiked in

[00:02:29] Or be like him life like he remembers

[00:02:31] Except with no direction

[00:02:32] As the deaf sender renders best guesses

[00:02:34] And less sun just gestures westward

[00:02:36] Head hurts scabby tongue hum under perching vultures

[00:02:39] Road to run swollen gums

[00:02:40] And the shadows circle like clock's hands

[00:02:42] And the earth starts to swarm around like it's fish and not sand

[00:02:46] What is this ripped wrist deep in the moat of locusts

[00:02:48] Stranded behold another man standing center

[00:02:50] Breast strokes to what he's holding

[00:02:51] Shimmers golden in the bitter sun

[00:02:53] It's glitter for the hopeless

[00:02:54] When he saw close enough he must've started choking

[00:02:57] Any noise he would have uttered would have utterly broke him

[00:02:59] Funny for the first time in this desert he was cold and frozen

[00:03:02] Before he noticed he felt his mouth start to motion

[00:03:05] Then had his swollen croaking throat stolen by the time glass he showed him

[00:03:08] Sand rapidly flowing to the top actually floating

[00:03:11] Empty chamber half-empty chamber last overflowing

[00:03:14] Said he could show him to path mustn't show him where the road went

[00:03:17] Told him the trick to floating through the locusts is in the wrists

[00:03:19] Keep your hope open like your hands stranded only balling your fists

[00:03:22] Appalling thought for want of water and he's off with a wish

[00:03:25] Fought through the locusts of with broken salt gnawing at his wits

[00:03:27] March marshmallow blister

[00:03:29] And a paw at a glimpse

[00:03:30] Then off in the mist he gets a glint from the fog

[00:03:32] Peep no longer trusts his eyes

[00:03:33] Thinks he must admit he's been wrong

[00:03:35] Grit grips at his knees and eyes

[00:03:37] He crawls each thought spent for breathing

[00:03:39] Heaving distance shrinking in between each claw

[00:03:41] Then he saw a hand reaching long with a sheet in its palm

[00:03:44] Couldn't grab it if he had to the heat was too strong

[00:03:46] Peep neatly flew it perfect view not thinking too long

[00:03:49] Said I got a message unless it's a drink that you want

[00:03:52] Down to seconds left sweating death blinked

[00:03:54] And met the heading

[00:03:55] Head and neck getting set for sleep

[00:03:56] Gets to reading along

[00:04:01] Hit him like a riddle in the middle of a fist fight

[00:04:03] Right like he bit a nickel licking on a nine volt

[00:04:05] Mind jolt

[00:04:05] Mine shows an image of a chicken climbing back inside an egg in spirals

[00:04:08] A picture of an infant slipping on a tight rope

[00:04:10] Give it a cycle

[00:04:11] Is it that the instant that he listened to the message

[00:04:13] He was spinning in the wreckage of lifeboats

[00:04:14] Known that he was destined for the quest of the highroad

[00:04:16] Heat shook and beat weak please look at these

[00:04:18] Peep appalled at all the woulda coulda shoulda took a drink

[00:04:20] Peep appalled at all the woulda coulda shoulda took a drink

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[00:04:23] Peep appalled at all the woulda coulda shoulda took a drink

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