Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Anthropophagists' Club, artist - Abney Park. Date of issue: 13.09.2013
Song language: English
The Anthropophagists' Club |
| Well |
| I know a cabaret |
| Down a blackened street |
| Where all the darkest knaves |
| And darkest villains meet |
| They’ll drink the darkest booze |
| Smoking the foulest weeds |
| If you’ve ever had an itch |
| Someone there can meet your needs |
| Well |
| I fell down there |
| I barely got back up again |
| I saw her coal black hair |
| I saw her porcelain skin |
| If I told you she sang nice |
| I’d be a liar true |
| Her band was cold as ice |
| Under the spotlight shining blue |
| What’s this odd taste in my drink? |
| Startin' not to care what anybody thinks |
| Say what you will, I’m gettin' outta this place |
| What’s this odd taste in my drink? |
| I’m startin' not to care what anybody thinks |
| Say what you will, I’m gettin' outta this place |
| Well |
| She said, «Son, take my hand |
| You’ve got a trustworthy face» |
| I said, «I dig your band |
| Now let’s get outta this place» |
| She lead me to a room |
| With a suspicious smell |
| I soon fell asleep |
| And I woke up in hell |
| What’s this odd taste in my drink? |
| Startin' not to care what anybody thinks |
| Say what you will, I’m gettin' outta this place |
| What’s this odd taste in my drink? |
| I’m startin' not to care what anybody thinks |
| Say what you will, I’m gettin' outta this place |
| When I woke up again |
| I was tied to the wall |
| My shirt was to my waist |
| Felt like I’d been in a brawl |
| There were all kinds of tubes |
| Flowing steady from my veins |
| Pumping from arms and chest |
| And legs and one was hooked to my brains |
| There were tubes of glass |
| From my shoulders to my ass |
| And they mixed in a bowl of the crap |
| And the cauldron drained |
| Into the cabaret’s veins |
| And they ended at the bartender’s tap |
| So when he filled a mug |
| A pint, liter, or jug |
| It was me that was in their tank |
| Before I turn bereft |
| Before my consciousness left |
| I thought who had I drank? |
| What’s this odd taste in my drink? |
| Startin' not to care what anybody thinks |
| Say what you will, I’m gettin' outta this place |
| What’s this odd taste in my drink? |
| I’m startin' not to care what anybody thinks |
| Say what you will, I’m gettin' outta this place |