歌词
What has not got my heart in it, shall we be dubbed sir names?
With a million blither tongues, mounting bristling guilt frames
In the fake ache of the gloom loom, slippers slap me alive
The hour hands down a miracle to spend with ugly types
So we catch and thread a minstrel, bleed a tower down to it's ankles
So we can't go up or stay up, find the thumb dumb in your ear brain
Get unfunny such as choirs do, why the clock lock brought this one?
Just when things seemed so [Incomprehensible]
Like my tooth face, like my out-do
Capers, capers, capers
Capers, capers, capers
Oh, a streak, oh, treacly ink, inks, tied my knees all up in elbows
Erase that lapsing smile tub, lose the slip of the small soap-fellows
Account the add ups till I do not, are we balanced? We're in business
Idle tidal, rush in, tried all with a limb's, all legs and amour
I had a dreadful die hood, die hard, drunken, sunken, monk-heart
Oh, I had a wonderful die hood, thanks to my fa, fa, family
专辑信息
4.Ho Ho
12.Dim Locator
14.Capers
15.Ho-Ho
19.Kewpie Doll
22.Blundertown
23.Catman
26.She's Hit
27.Cry
29.King Ink
31.Loose
32.Dead Joe
33.Guilt Parade
35.Riddle House
38.Faint Heart
40.King Ink
43.She's Hit
44.A Dead Song
46.Junkyard
47.Blast Off
48.Dead Joe
49.Blast Off
50.Several Sins
53.Dead Joe
55.Junkyard
57.King Ink
59.Yard
60.A Dead Song
61.Dull Day