Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song C.A. Redemption Value, artist - IsidoreDate of issue: 25.10.2004
Song language: English
C.A. Redemption Value |
| And during the preceeding phase of culturalization |
| The mesmerization co-founded the philogynic trust |
| To ensure the miraculous safety of the fringe dwellers |
| And to give gracious guarantee and thank the bellicose god |
| Who shineth on high in his great goodnesshood |
| Where all the cronies wield silver pearls |
| Yes, real silver pearls |
| Straight from the find that lies along the diamorphically resonant dollop |
| And lo they felt both shock and awe |
| Shock and awe as they stood before the almighty corrugated roof |
| And baptismal fluctuations played about their whispy, girlish hair (hair) |
| Croak |
| Having this joke to wear |
| Like a jugged March hare |
| I can’t bear it |
| Crack |
| Splitting the factory |
| All down my memory |
| Like a ferret |
| I ran to the shore |
| Shore come running to me |
| Baby it’s you I adore |
| Shore come running to me |
| Crash |
| Smash down your boots and bonds |
| Might as well wave my wand |
| I’m a vagabond |
| Christ |
| I need some new advice |
| This is an old device |
| It’s for the lucky guys |
| I ran to the shore |
| Shore come running to me |
| Baby it’s you I adore |
| Shore come running to me |
| I ran to the shore |
| Shore come running to me |
| Baby it’s you I adore |
| Shore come running to me |
| I ran to the shore |
| Shore come running to me |
| Baby it’s you I adore |
| Shore come running to me |
| I ran to the shore |
| Shore come running to me |
| You fools |
| I righteously declaimed |
| I sentence all of you |
| To fifty years in chains |
| But I have a level spirit |
| The harbinger replied |
| And he should know you see |
| He just come back from the other side |
| I like my mediums rare |
| Said the thing in the ectoplasma |
| Now just pull up your chair |
| I’ll share out my miasma |
| And the little boy blue come blow your horn |
| I’m down in the abattoir with your soft porn |
| Where is the boy who looks after the flock |
| Down on his knees sucking a clock |
| Crap |
| Slamming the nether door |
| I’m not at home no more |
| I’m just a metaphor |
| Creep |
| Keeping my sleepers in |
| I’m a zookeeper’s grin |
| Nightly bulletin |
| I ran to the shore |
| Shore come running to me |
| Baby it’s you I adore |
| Shore come running to me |
| I ran to the shore |
| Shore come running to me |
| Baby it’s you I adore |
| Shore come running to me |
| I ran to the shore |
| Shore come running to me |
| Baby it’s you I adore |
| Shore come running to me |
| I ran to the shore |
| Shore come running to me |
| Baby it’s you I adore |
| I ran to my shore |
| Shore come running to me |
| I ran to the shore |
| Shore come running to me |