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Less Than Jake - Текст песни Hold the Cup
Verse One:
 And the saints come marching in
 Serpentine regime ordered by response sort of fell this population
 Caboose humming no fence me in a van with common patriots
 The parody plastered every red brick in site
 Where had to keep his plights from ticking
 I'm slipping my key and whim dim by dirty tap water and that
 Roach on my ceiling circular fins round a bed of pushpins
 Let's connect the thrill of volume to a flat earth
 J-walkin a hook the past just passed the mere dragon bandwagon passages
 I'm sorry, we've never met, my name is driftwood
 Thanks friend, good looking, I'll never see you again
 Feeding frenzy, catfish stomach, empty oceans
 Spangled in hooks dangle by anglers off the plank of burning books
 And if you're, not gonna eat that
 Kill joy inherited by spirits lacking harnesses
 Merchant, Goliath dipped in slip shy posture conceived evening
 So I feed idea turn sun dial to bastards son adopt the reroute dreaming
 Oh I'll ride the plain bow in flare gully yellow rain coat
 Heard a harp but sunny ways my lifeline searching for the same note
 Oh please, I know butterfly wings ain't fit to auction
 Dig my tossing sturdy walking head hung
 Skylark litigants strung out like cats straight up participants
 I am the triant diaries of a low life siphon through that vein
 Anti-diligence movement, here the hunger habitat
 Working class trash raped where racist hit their high
 I spy a toddler on the corner with her bubbles and her dipstick
 I witness the fusion of her breath and her amusement
 And it killed me and it stabbed me and it cut me clear open
 The notion that this child timid in her sins embraced pleasure
 Within a token of a moment, retless arrested but not a twirp
 Strip the Bonabo Disclosure, so close yet so much closer
 I'll take the hint but still she's never known cold
 Call me in twenty when those bubbles explode it's like thatLess Than Jake - Hold the Cup - http://ru.motolyrics.com/less-than-jake/hold-the-cup-lyrics.html
Verse Two:
 Back to back to back to stacking a brick match
 With the fact that I've sipped the dripping sap tap
 Casually out the limbs of captivated blends back
 Tracking the patterns that trim friends to thinning savages
 Take one down, pass it round among us
 Lick a tipper drink, drink, drunk, drunk, and drunkest
 But you quest tore your floorboards and the carpet turned marbles
 Naw the carpet turned charcoals and made skeletons of warlords
 Snake charmer, hate farmer, gave you the rations 
 With an eyedropper a poison passions hoist above the masses
 And interrupts homeostasis seeming flow scapes
 Like a symmetric snow flake visits and with her symmetry blizzards
 I'm sleepy, one wing more and I promise to pay homage
 To those who stand truly deserving and the list ain't long
 Sink or swim, ravalor ascension
 Even birds of our combines float if you let them
 They'll be dodging more than quiddles when the bowel breaks
 Note the affiction slip clip to your little visions into cloud shapes
 Oh my left hand is a brick layer my right hand is a plow face
 We build and destroy in response to every sound the crowd makes
 Sling blanks sprayed it with apathy magic balance
 On the palette of the almighty for painting the first half of me
 Honor find it with monster mashing in text casually
 On the palette of the almighty to paint the second fraction
 I'm collapsed under the relic rainbow with seven sepriet
 Succulent aqua marines hide the in by sweetest elixir
 Star heckler and leaders start gawking at yet another
 Real conceived green fetus beating parallel sterile fixture
 Urgent, the serge is like venom and over kill, kill, kill, kill
 The over spilled theory's all faucet
 For real, how many leaves your clover got? Mine's got eight
 Three for normalcy one for luck four more so you'll spot it from space










