Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Balloon Factory , by - Dandi Wind. Song from the album Bait the Traps, in the genre ЭлектроникаRelease date: 31.12.2004
Record label: Bongo Beat
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Balloon Factory , by - Dandi Wind. Song from the album Bait the Traps, in the genre ЭлектроникаBalloon Factory |
| I was a-working overtime at the balloon factory |
| When I made, I made, I made a discovery |
| I pulled it from the discard pile and oh so carefully |
| Brushed sawdust from the face of the virgin mommy! |
| The face of (the) virgin Mother on (a) deflated balloon |
| Oh yeah, I started laughing and I starting to swoon |
| I kissed the cold rubber, tears welling in my eyes |
| A miracle? |
| Hell yes! |
| I started to cry |
| I brought the ballon real close, an inch from my face |
| I said «Mary is their something that you’ve got to say?» |
| «You've chosen me as your interpreter,» |
| «Relay me a message», but all I got out of her was: |
| Wang Diddly Dang |
| Dang Diddle Biddle Wang |
| Wong Bong Ding Dong |
| Oh yeah… |
| I said «What the fuck you saying? |
| Is that Cantonese?» |
| And then apologized for cussing, and got down on my knees |
| I was a-worried that maybe I was losing my mind |
| With all this praying I needed to verify |
| I called my friend Juanita |
| «Come on over here, go!» |
| Excited but nervous 'cuz I did not know |
| If I was nuts or if the virgin would soon appear |
| But then Juanita genuflected right then and there! |
| We told the boss all about it |
| And soon we got some pews |
| Everybody stopped working |
| (We) made the press and the news |
| Unpaid vacation for that very night |
| But no one left, we just held hands |
| And started to recite: |
| Wang Diddly Dang |
| Dang Diddle Biddle Wang |
| Wong Bong Ding Dong |
| After that I gained some local celebrity |
| I was Promoted to be the head balloon inspectee |
| They bought a gilded frame and mounted Virgin inside |
| And above my very desk she came to reside |
| She hung there for years for her cult of the devoted |
| But their love could not prevent her image had come eroded |
| Hot sun began to warp 'til she could barely be seen |
| But right before she vanished, Mary whispered this to me: |
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