Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 666 Post, artist - Mark Kozelek. Album song Mark Kozelek, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 10.05.2018
Record label: Caldo Verde
Song language: English
666 Post |
I wake up half the time, I don’t know where I am |
For five minutes I think |
«What country? |
What city? |
What hotel am I in?» |
For five minutes I think |
«Is that a wild animal scratching around next to my bed? |
Is there a large rat or raccoon or a squirrel that broke in?» |
I stumble around the room, touching the walls, feeling around |
Feeling around in the dark and I feel and I feel |
Until I find the light switch and I turn it on |
I recognize my cat and there’s a beautiful woman laying in my bed |
It is you, my head is now clear |
Wait I’m wrong, I thought it was clear but I’m all alone |
There’s a guitar and recording gear in here |
Okay, now I realize I’m in a hotel room in San Francisco |
I stayed here once with a girl |
When she was on tour in San Francisco long before |
That’s really all I remember, this hotel |
Was that night with her long before |
My engineer’s limping around because he messed up his knee |
In a mosh pit the night before |
He’s blaming it on me because I wouldn’t let him |
Come over and watch the McGregor fight at my apartment |
«I already have my girlfriend over,» I told him |
«It's the last night together before the Marc Hopkins sessions» |
The carpet is gold, the walls are yellow, and the curtains are pink |
The carpet is gold, the walls are yellow, and the curtains are pink |
The carpet is gold, the walls are yellow, and the curtains are pink |
The carpet is gold, the walls are yellow, and the curtains are pink |
Now I’m back from Ireland, I’m totally stoned on jet lag permanently |
My clock is different from day to day and will be for the duration of my life |
Lately I go to bed at 7 o’clock in the morning, wake up at about 4 PM |
It’s dark in New Orleans by 5:30 and I walk across Coliseum Square |
I’ll get an iced tea at Mojo on Magazine and I just sit there for a bit |
And I come back and from my window, I see the Pontchartrain Hotel |
The sign lit up like it always is, neon green |
And I just finished the book by John Connolly, He |
And I got choked up at the end |
Like I did at the end of his other book, The Book of Lost Things |
At the end when Stan Laurel hears the Pacific Ocean waves crashing |
In his mind, it takes him to his past with Oliver Hardy and the audience |
clapping |
And I’m listening to Nels Cline’s Lovers |
I’m watching news about mudslides and snowstorms in the east coast |
And other bothers like everybody fingerpointing |
Saying somebody did something wrong |
I don’t like the news anymore so I pick up a remote and I click it off |
And I’m falling asleep, and now I’m in a dream state |
I’m back in San Francisco, walking around my apartment |
Is this an earthquake that I’m feeling? |
And my guitars are falling all over the place |
And my floors are rising to the ceiling |
And as it’s getting closer to the ceiling, my heart is beating faster and faster |
I run to the kitchen, grab some food and some bottled water |
Before I exit my apartment fast |
I look at the fruit bowl and there’s an unbearably loud hum |
Coming from the cable car tracks |
The oranges are yellow, the lemons are green, and the cable car goes vroom-vroom |
The oranges are yellow, the lemons are green, and the cable car goes vroom-vroom |
The oranges are yellow, the lemons are green, and the cable car goes vroom-vroom |
The oranges are yellow, the lemons are green, and the cable car goes vroom-vroom |
In my dream, I walked into the SPCA and somebody asked |
«Mark, do you have pets?,» I said, «Yes, I do» |
And she says, «Well, what kind of pets?» |
And I said, «Well, take a guess» |
She guesses and she guesses and I said |
«Well you’re wrong, I have very unique pets» |
She says, «How are they different?» |
I said, «Well, let me show you a video of them» |
And she said, «Okay, let me watch a video of them» |
And I show her the video and my pets' eyes are bulged out all frightened |
Like Mia Farrow’s eyes in Rosemary’s Baby |
When she was being fucked by Satan |
My kitty cat barks, my duck goes quack, and my puppy dog goes meow |
My kitty cat barks, my duck goes quack, and my puppy dog goes meow |
My kitty cat barks, my duck goes quack, and my puppy dog goes meow |
My kitty cat barks, my duck goes quack, and my puppy dog goes meow |
My friend said, «Mark, I know you’re leaving tonight |
But don’t you have a child to look after?» |
I said, «Yeah, he’s a smart kid |
He wants to grow up and be an actor or a movie director |
Steve Railsback is his favorite actor in the world, we watch his movies together |
My son’s favorite movies are The Devil’s Rejects, Ed Gein, and Helter Skelter» |
My friend said, «Well, who’s your babysitter?» |
I said, «Don't worry about it, that’s my business, he’s my neighbor» |
I said, «Look, I gotta go, I just called my taxi, my son’s gonna be just fine |
Talk to you later, alligator» |
I got a babysitter coming, I live at 666 Post, and my neighbor is… zoom |
I got a babysitter coming, I live at 666 Post, and my neighbor is… zoom |
I got a babysitter coming, I live at 666 Post, and my neighbor is… zoom |
I got a babysitter coming, I live at 666 Post, and my neighbor is… zoom |