Il testo della Bluefinger

Black Francis

Data di rilascio : 07/08/2012

Durata : 0:04:01

Stile : Alternative

I'm a bluefinger from up on the hill
Above the dark water that's flowing there still
But my blood is isala and i'd rather swill
I came down from the top and i drink every drop

I went through the sassen gate and i got on the train
The pepper-box bell blowing my brains
But i made it go quicker with spanish cocaine
And i looked at the cows and i made solemn vows

And if my choices are poor
Well i made them, i made them
And who's knocking on my door?
I paid them, i paid them

If my choices are poor
Well i made them, i made them
And who's knocking on my door?
I paid them, i paid them

I don't need the do not disturb me sign
The manager here is a friend of mine
So baby, let's go, just one more time
I'm a jumping jack to this thing on my back

And all of my choices were pure
Yeah i made them, i made them
And who's that knocking on my door?
Well i paid them, yeah i paid them