Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Chicago Typewriter , by - The Irish Front. Song from the album Universe, in the genre ХардкорRelease date: 19.10.2008
Record label: Siege Of Amida
Song language: English
Chicago Typewriter |
| The farmer stands, |
| Proud of his tornado, |
| Tentacles and all. |
| Owls pressed through key holes, |
| And children tangled into cob webs. |
| My stomach speaks to me in foreign languages. |
| And my abdominals have become artwork. |
| Extra, extra, read all about it. |
| I have been holding, |
| My breath since birth, |
| And armageddon is in a math textbook. |
| Bodies built from invincible bears. |
| Our bodies built from invincible bears. |
| Your body is built from invincible bears. |
| My hands have kept me awake all night. |
| All night. |
| My daughter found you, |
| Half eaten by concrete. |
| Projecting cannonballs, |
| And burying the anchors. |
| We’re all siamese twins, |
| With our torsoes convereged, |
| And with your legs dangling. |
| Donate your arms! |
| Donate your arms! |
| Donate your arms! |
| Donate your arms! |
| Donate your arms! |
| Donate your arms! |
| Donate your arms! |
| Donate your arms! |
| Donate your arms! |