Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Monsters , by - Tim Booth. Song from the album Love Life, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 02.04.2011
Song language: English
Monsters |
| He took a watch on a chain from a waistcoat pocket |
| Unhooked the clasp |
| Flipped open the lid |
| Inside’s a universe of constellations |
| Said «What's the time Mr Rabbit?» |
| He said, «It's closing time» |
| Won’t be long we hit the low point on the high road |
| If you do your sums |
| Or the high point on the dirt road |
| Then we’ll soon be done |
| I said Buddy tell me how does this work |
| On this lamppost it read DOG |
| It read AND |
| It read EVE |
| It read EVOL |
| Backwards |
| Old man, what do you see |
| We’re just bugs heading into a windscreen |
| The constellations pulsed and glowed |
| Reading the future in the guts of a cane toad |
| The angle of stars when you’re conceived |
| The point of return written into your genes |
| I conceive when I breathe. |
| There’s monsters coming to get you |
| Closing time |
| Dreams come true |
| We collude |
| There’s monsters coming to get you |
| Break down or breaking through |
| DMTv |
| Give me the Nembutol |
| Banging at my door |
| Banging at my door |
| Stirring the witches brew |
| Kicking off downstairs |
| Banging at my door |
| Banging at my door |
| He took a bleached white bone from his pocket (an inside pocket) |
| Mumbled a spell |
| Sound like a song |
| Petitioned his gods with prayer as if his life depended on it |
| Said «What's the time Mr Rabbit?» |
| He said, «There is no time» |
| Used the bone to let some blood fall on the parched land |
| Then he passed it on |
| He let my blood spill on the parched land |
| I took up his song |
| Sang, |
| «Buddy tell me how does this work?» |
| With my blood |
| He wrote, AND |
| He wrote, EVE |
| He wrote, DOG |
| He wrote, EVOL |
| Backwards. |
| Old man, what do you see? |
| We’re just bugs heading into a windscreen |
| The constellations pulsed and glowed |
| I saw the future in the guts of a cane toad |
| The angle of stars when you’re conceived |
| The futures melting, melting like ice cream |
| I conceive when I dream |
| There’s monsters coming to get you |
| Closing time |
| Dreams come true |
| We collude |
| There’s monsters coming to get you |
| Closing time (Break down or breaking through) |
| Dreams come true (DMTv) |
| We collude (Give me the Nembutol) |
| Banging at my door |
| Banging at my door |
| Stirring the witches brew |
| Kicking off downstairs |
| Banging at my door |
| Banging at my door |
| We murder the hero |