- Letra Hive de Fatima Mansions
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Do you think they could see us in this base circumstance
You with blood on your knees and me with my hand down your pants?
If a lad wears a dress then wont george want his sex?
[as his explorers buy butt] sex operation, decision times come
At the end of our useful lives
Were out of the hive
We must be groovin
Were out of the hive
In the land of the black and white minstrels
What do you call him, boyfriend or [flat bone]?
Hes a sensitive artist--come on, lets leave him alone
Youve got to watch the blind
I said youve got to watch the blind
On the day of the [morning] festival
The bleakest afternoon of the season
All drones everywhere arise from mildewed states of unconsciousness -
And go to celebrate their condition in the abandoned village greens
Where the fairground is down
With its revolving towers of burning colored lights
And its roaring tin can music, its people and fumes
Drunks stagger everywhere
And paw each other in the half-light at the edge of the confusion
Out of the hive
We must be groovin
Were out of the hive
Were out of the hive
Were out of the hive now
We might as well come and die
Were out of the hive
In the land of the black and white minstrels
Hallelujah!
Do you think they can see us? oh, I do hope they can
They can do me a favor and bury you where you stand! Puntuación:
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