Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Berkeley By Hearseback , by - WHY?. Song from the album Eskimo Snow, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 21.09.2009
Record label: Tomlab
Song language: English
Berkeley By Hearseback |
| Lay me down in a hearseback |
| It’s where my new best look is at |
| If I slit a purse or two then I can’t curse |
| If my cake is cooked and minor veins are mapped |
| These tits not filled with milk |
| These cold bones wrapped in hunger |
| Like a bundle of sticks in a fire |
| So slow it leaves them unburned, black and yearning |
| Will this New Year’s see my rotting hair’s release? |
| Will my new black book pull the sick from my deepest creases? |
| A gift from The Maccabees to mom to me |
| No more flyer-backs or receipts |
| Using magazines for tables |
| A girl’s down bed |
| And corresponding naked wings unable |
| When I felt my ribs come closing slow |
| A row of snakes set to strangle |
| I’m survived |
| Lay me down in a hearseback |
| It’s where my new best look is at |
| If I slit a purse or two then I can’t curse |
| If my cake is cooked and minor veins are mapped |
| But you might find me in the white pages yet |
| My name is next to numbers |
| Like someone’s father’s father |
| Left listed in the Book of Numbers |
| Like someone’s father’s father |
| Left listed in the Book of Numbers |