
Date of issue: 17.11.2008
Record label: anticon
Song language: English
Italo |
When you get up |
When you wake up, oh |
Put your hands up |
Pick yourself up, oh |
And you pull yourself up underneath the dugout cubby enclave of the sidewalk |
overhang, |
Cement buckled upward and the rain came dripping through the crack. |
We hear the voice of Italo sing of a holy fire. |
When he stomped, the dirt fell on our eyes. |
Hell, he stomped. |
It was a mystery to me when you crawled out from underneath the sidewalk |
overhang, |
Cement buckled upward and the rain came dripping through the crack. |
We heard the voice of Italo sing. |
In the second zone of the city |
A baby born in the nightclub mold |
Where goons dry heave the factory glue |
All crust-lipped and bloody nosed. |
Fire took the roof off, |
Hollowing the carcass (licked it like a bone). |
Sway and moan to songs of some pitchless praise, stoned. |
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