LYRICS LETRA K

 

Kangaroo Died (Demo 1994)
Kitsch Object

 

 

Kangaroo Died (Demo 1994)

Well the doctor keeps me waitin'
The blood in my brain
The pain in my chest
Oh Oh Oh
Only happens when it's rainin'
The smoke in my lung
The beer in my gut
Oh Oh Oh

Feelin' like a motherfuck
The only way is down from here
Oh Oh Oh
Feelin' like a motherfuck
The only way is down from here
Oh Oh Oh

It's a nightmare in the alley
The undertaker's there
With his bowler hat
Oh Oh Oh
And his coffin eyes are empty
The ex-wife she's there too
Grinnin' like a Cheshire cat
Oh Oh Oh

And I'm feelin' like a motherfuck
The only way is down from here
Oh Oh Oh
Feelin' like a motherfuck
The only way is down from here
Oh Oh Oh

I'm tryin' to buy a drink
But the barmaid's cross-eyed
Why'd they let her work here?
Hell I just don't know
I find it hard to think
Since my kangaroo died
Why'd she have to leave me?
Hell I just don't know
I don't know

Well the priest is at the pulpit
Tellin me I'm wrong
Tellin me I'm sickening
Oh Oh Oh
To believe him is to forfeit
Everything I am
And everything I'll never be
Oh Oh

So I'm feelin' like a motherfuck
The only way is down from here
Oh Oh Oh
Feelin' like a motherfuck
The only way is down from here
Oh Oh Oh

I'm tryin' to buy a drink
But the barmaid's cross-eyed
Why'd they let her work here?
Hell I just don't know
I find it hard to think
Since my kangaroo died
Why'd she have to leave me?
Hell I just don't know
I don't know

Always were departed
Deep inside your heart
Always wanted to return
To your body
But I'm not sure again.

Kitsch Object

Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me

Snook your way backstage
Paris sets the rage
coursing on your brain
so now I slip away

Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me

Weightless.. Bare.. Faithless... Scared

Know that bitches face??
All seen better days
So quick to blow your fuse
But that's the life you choose

Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me

Weightless.. Bare.. Faithless... Scared

Snook yourself backstage
Paris sets the rage
coursing on your brain
so now I slip away

Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying now, go and plant a tree
With poetic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me

Weightless.. Bare.. Faithless... Scared