Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Father Dali, artist - Devilment.
Date of issue: 17.11.2016
Song language: English
Father Dali |
Mother was a dancer in the Folies Bergère |
Where Father took a shine to her legs in the air |
And I was thrown to mysticism |
From the schism sewn there |
Squirming in the light |
Burning, erudite |
A yearning parasite, au pair |
Dearest Papa was a rolling stone |
Calling to the cosmos on the lobster telephone |
Clocks are melting |
Helter skeltering |
Children with mouths to feed, breed in squalor |
How paternity turns from thee, Avida Dollars |
Ready to make a scene, we’d rather parley |
Now eternity worms in thee, Father Dali |
Surrealist, can I feel this dark creative energy? |
Tortured by my demons and my insecurities |
Swans reflecting elephants, ants swarming killer bees |
Loather, lover, rake |
I overcompensate |
A supernova fate to be |
Dearest Papa was a rolling stone |
Galling fellow mutants with his bellowed overtones |
Clocks are melting |
Helter skeltering |
Bending the arts to lead the starch dog collars |
How modernity learns from thee, Avida Dollars |
Ready to make a scene, we’d rather parley |
Now eternity worms in thee, Father Dali |
Thus I finally find inside me |
Her spirit rising, all-confiding |
It’s calling out to be |
A voice on the wind |
Pulling me closer |
Screaming in my dreams |
Haunting me |
Mi Amor… |
Feverous with wealth and gain |
Showmanship will leave a stain |
Canvasses are mine to pain |
A monumental mentalist |
Mephisto born out of the tryst |
I am this bastard narcissist |
Do not judge my excesses |
It’s best to merely see |
A flamboyant clairvoyant |
Bouyant on fantasies |
The Great Masturbator |
My fate will come later |
Clocks are melting |
Helter skeltering |
Your children have mouths to feed, our leader hollers |
How paternity turns from thee, Avida Dollars |
Ready to make a scene, we’d rather party |
Now eternity worms in thee, Father Dali |
Father Dali |
Father Dali |