Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cows, artist - Sun Kil Moon. Album song I Also Want to Die in New Orleans, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 28.02.2019
Record label: Caldo Verde
Song language: English
Cows |
Zarathustra was walking and felt something warm and living. |
Something warm and |
living nearby that refreshed, and stumbled upon the hill like full of cows. |
And in Nirvana, there was order and warmness that touched his heart. |
And there among them was the mountain sermonizer |
«What do you see, kid?», I asked Zarathustra |
«Same things as you see», the mountain man said. |
«Happiness on Earth, |
you peace-breaker.» |
«Why have you come here? |
Why have you disturbed them? |
Do you not know that if |
we not become as cows, we shall not enter into the gates of Heaven? |
For there is one thing we should learn from them. |
And that is rumination.» |
In the end, Zarathustra talked him back to his cave of haunting. |
Zarathustra gave the mountain man shit for loving cows more than money. |
The mountain sermonizer said «Well, guess what? |
I have news for you, |
Zarathustra, I have decided that, more than cows, I love you» |
Zarathustra said «Enough of your flattery» and poked the with a stick and he |
ran off nimbly |
See, I grew up in Ohio in a rust belt town. |
And growing up, I gazed off at |
thousands of cows in my prepubescent years, throughout my teens. |
I saw lots of dairy cows, Guernseys, and Holsteens. |
From my perspective, |
the space between their ears was hollow. |
They did not know yesterday from two |
seconds ago from tomorrow. |
From my perspective, they did not feel happiness, |
they did not feel sorrow |
Cows are harmless creatures, they are innocent. |
Every small thing they do is |
tender and sweet and benevolent. |
I looked back at those drives past with sweet |
sentiment. |
It was good to get away from the downtown mass in Ohio cement. |
Though those drives are sometimes boring and seem very far, I have fond |
memories of my mom dropping us off at a relative’s in Navarre |
Cow, Cow, Cow, Cow, Cow, Cow, Cow, Cow |
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From this day forward, I solemnly vow to only once a month sink my teeth into |
the flesh of a cow |
From this day forward, I solemnly vow to only once a month sink my teeth into |
the flesh of a cow |
From this day forward, I solemnly vow to only once a month sink my teeth into |
the flesh of a cow |
From this day forward, I solemnly vow to only once a month sink my teeth into |
the flesh of a cow |
For I love steaks at Harris' restaurant on Havana Street, and bulgogi in Seoul, |
Korea or in New York on 32nd Street, and brisket at Jack’s barbeque on |
Broadway in Nashville, Tennessee, and beef jerky at 7/11 when I’m on the road |
and I’m low on protein. |
To give up cow flesh entirely and completely at this |
stage of my life I’m afraid would be very hard for me. |
For half a century, |
I have enjoyed the tasty flavor of cow meat. |
Aw, it tastes so good, |
my mind’s Chop Suey |
See, as a kid in Ohio, driving out of town, they’d comfort me, gazing off at |
the cows. |
Then later I moved out to California and the most beautiful animals I |
still see are cows. |
Driving through Petaluma over to Bolinas Point, |
there are many cows grazing. |
On the way to the beach, when I see them, |
my body gets lazy, my mind gets all buzzy and hazy |
Not far from my home is, in New Orleans now, is a closed down dirty plant where |
they used to be a statue of a cow. |
Why did I pick a home to a place so close to |
where they process the milk of cows? |
Every night I went to sleep and woke up to |
the milk truck sounds |
And when I could barely walk, my dad worked at Overland Dairy, seven days a |
week, I asked him just today how much they paid him weekly. |
He said «I don’t remember, Mark, that was so long ago. |
But they gave me two free gallons |
of milk daily.» |
I said, «But I remember mom pulling milk bottles out of a silver box a couple |
times a week.» |
He said, «Well, Mark, that’s after I quit my job as a milkman.» |
I said «Oh yeah, that makes a lot of sense why it was mom who picked those |
heavy milk bottles up from the doorstep. |
Cause you had a new job and you were |
traveling around.» |
He said «Yeah, I was traveling regionally and was selling cold medicine from |
town to town.» |
I don’t eat much chicken. |
Better find a better finger licking, but I do love |
fish and I love Creole dishes. |
Gulf coast stores, just-fried gator and crawfish. |
I wouldn’t be surprised if I died of a heart attack in Felix’s in New Orleans. |
In fact if I fall over there and died, do not get all sappy. |
If I died in |
Felix’s eating oysters and crawfish, know that I died happy |
«God is dead». |
With Nietzsche, on that, I agree. |
But where he stands on cows, |
I can not totally proceed. |
When I look out at the animals, they radiate |
serenity. |
Cows are as close to perfect beings as it gets to me |
I look out into the bay and see the prow of an incoming scow. |
The picture calms |
my nerves when I stare out the window. |
Like a cow, my brain goes blank and I |
find peace in the here and now. |
I’m as calm as a pasture-grazing cow. |
Their moos, to my ears, are sweeter than a cat’s meow. |
Flash Elorde fought |
many times at San Francisco’s Cow Palace. |
And in the Garden, he fought Frankie |
Narvaez. |
My favorite part of the movie *Borat* is the part where he tries to |
kidnap Pamela Anderson, she runs away from the crowd and she’s running through |
the parking lot screaming, he yells «I will give you your own plow. |
«OK, that’s all I’ve got, I’ve run out of thoughts about cows, at least for |
now |