Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song English Breakfast , by - DJ Vadim. Song from the album USSR:Life From The Other Side, in the genre Release date: 31.08.1999
Record label: Ninja Tune
Song language: English
English Breakfast |
| My main vantage point is I use live ammunition |
| I’ve survived the restrictions that make my mic flow such addiction |
| Friction leads to fire, crews could get burned |
| How much ink I just injected is none of your concern |
| Unless your on terms of understanding with the meager |
| Eager to be mute so you can inherit the heater |
| I can tell you’re not graced in the study of conflict |
| The grace for words of doom to pick my verse to be convict |
| I’ve seen other schools of thought teach a class |
| I stand the grounds in colours of glass and Sunday Mass |
| So I ask who plays the lead role of darkness in my cast? |
| Taste my torture, sweet words of the warlock |
| A filthy minded mongrel, make sure the door’s locked |
| I adore addiction, blood shed and depression |
| Flesh and skin cover my skull, shine with aggression |
| Emerald eyes and golden strains |
| A painful voice, pale skin and acid rain showers |
| Powerful stream of tears to trickle |
| I walk softly with a hammer and a sickle |
| A sick individual, high voltage assault |
| It with the battering ram, throwing heat with the catapult |
| Now add a jolt of electricity, extreme wattage |
| A psycho in the forest with an axe that ransacks your cottage |
| It’s all fucked up in this bitch |
| The weird and the wonderful, the circus tent’s been pitched |
| Now wake up in the night in a cold sweat and scream |
| Swollen Members, English Breakfast with Vadim |