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Some information about Bitch s Brew Lyrics Title: Nomeansno - Bitch s Brew lyrics Artist: Nomeansno Album: One Visitors: 13 visitors have visited Bitch s Brew Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Of course I think about it I think about it all the time Things cross your mindyou can t help it What you saidwhat I said What you didwhat I did But it s all in the past nowwhat s the difference You can t change it I will never be the same I will never change It will be a long time When I think about it nowI know you were right There were too many secrets to keep Too many obstacles to overcome And all that talk just made me tired When I think about it now When I think about you I know you were right You will never be the same you will never change It will be a long time I like the graveyard shift It s quietI can read all night I don t mind wearing a uniform I don t mind walking in the dark You make your roundsyou check all the locks And when the sun riseswhen everyone is getting up You punch out and go home It will never be the same it will never change It will be a long time Sunken wrecks rise from the Sand silent ships on dry land While waves are crashing overhead We cultivate our tulip beds Hard work and honesty The lowland is the place to be We re under the sea We re under the sea Sail onlook for me I m floating Under the sea Comradeare we still alive? Yesthe righteous will abide Comrademust we stand alone? Does cold rain fall on hard stone? Beneath the flood no one survives Build a wall and stay alive hard work and honesty The lowland is the place to be We re under the sea we re under the sea Sail onlook for me I m floating Under the sea Comradedo you hear the sound Of water dripping on wet ground? Comradeare those tears I see Like stars above the Zuider Zee? Like rain upon a dark sea wall Will those tear drops ever fall? Hard work and honesty The lowland is the place to be We re under the sea we re under the sea Sail onlook for me I m floating Comraded you hear that? it s water it s rushing water In our townmurdershappen everyday When the temperaturerises they open the hydrantsand let the children play In our townfridayis payroll day The taverns openthe sun goes downthe neon signs make a grand display In our townmurdershappen everyday There are whores walking the streets They ain t pretty and they ain t cheap We ve got cops walking the beat Stopping all the strangers they meet Tn our townmartyrshang from the gallows pole Newsboys cry on every cornersome high and mightyhas been brought low In our townfriendsgather on the boulevard The merchants are fat and happythe beggar s life is hard In our townmartyrshang in the gallows yard There are gunsguns - banging on the door of flesh There are gunsguns - the fire and smoke scratch my breath There are gunsguns - and empty eyes staring up in death There are gunsguns - banging on the door of flesh in our town Muezzinscall form the minarets Monks bow before their beggar bowls While christians smoke their cigarettes In our townprophetswarn of a judgement day Young girls hang out of sillsa flowery frame for their charms display In our townthe riversmells of oil and shit A hundred cranes stand in the harbourloading a hundred ships In our town a thousand tongues speak from a thousand lips We ve got whores walking the streets Stopping all the strangers they meet We ve got cops walking the beat They ain t pretty and they ain t cheap In our townthe skylineis like a mountain range The streets are wind swept canyonsthe central park is a grassy plain In our townthe saintssmile down on festival days In tropical plumagethe black girls dance for the king of the big parade In our townthe bossescurse the working man Husbands curse their wivesand then they raise their hands [Refrains] In our town the sirens answer to 911 Another soul is flying free from another mother s son In our townthe bodiesare cremated by the riverside Up to the morning sun they rise The flamesthe smokethe widow s cries A stain of ashessoot and sparks upon the dawningrosy light In our townthe skylinelooks down upon the riverside Thumb it on the plunger and press it to your inner thigh A spot of blooda strand of hair beneath the bathroom light I want to kiss it and make it feel better I want to trace in it the twenty fourth letter But I m sick of it already I m just a little too high We ll walk a block and stand in line and watch the flashing lights The bouncer is a friend of minehe ll get us in all right But when we kissplease don t look me in the eye When our tongues are twistedjust close them tight Don t you prefer a bitter taste to a bitter sight? I do I m just a little too high Lizard brains and mucus stains and greasy little dove s thighs Broken wings for eyebrows over glaringmulti-coloured eyes A clearly traced rib-cage beneath your underarms Yours finger spread like starfish It won t do you no harm - so why do you cry? You re just a little too high Juvenile delinquents are screaming on the streetblack cars and white cars meet Like cats and sharks and laughing voices peak above the fumes and the rumble Shots ring out from down the streetskirts ride clear of thighshair tumbles Anger and vomit collide with a right cross You look a little sickyou look a little lost You say you can see frost on my breath through my phoneyfrozen smile Excuse me? You re just a little too Tangled intravenous tubesthe smell of alcohol and glue A dildo candle in a skullyou know the routine very well Your lower back is arched and stiff under my claws And like a crocodile child I nestle in your jaws A friend s spacejust beds in a place Is that a nipple? is that a cock? Surely something sensuous has trickled over us Like streams of come on porcelainlike cold rain on a rock We are multi-coloured candiessweet and hard Or the saltyjagged edges of crystal quartz And as you roll over the covers From one mouth to another I almost miss youI almost say goodbye But I m a little too high You will not follow me Hellogoodbye Take the first turn and head straight south A corridor of trees will lead you past a public park Row houses of brickempty onto a vacant lot Turn leftturn rightand look for the neon sign There you arethere you are Wait a minuteI seeI see Hellogoodbye You three bring in the boxes while we move these chairs A place to bea place to reada work of fiction or history To the east we ll hang the doorsolid oak To the west bay s letting in the light A place to bea place to reada place to spend the night you stand over there and I ll stay here Now I seenow I see Hellogoodbye You will not follow me A prophet without disciples A teacher without students A shepherd without sheep Wait a minuteI seeI see You threefollow meyes you threefollow me Follow me You will not follow me The blood of the oxen must not be spilt upon the altar And the smoke must be of white ashcypress and fragrant cedar While the leaves of the yew tree will smother the brazen flames You hand me up the cup and I ll read the book And then together we ll all sing What shall we sing? what shall we sing? You will not follow me I had to callI know it s late I had to talkI had to hear you Say somethingsay anything The line is silent but I feel your breath That silence - it s deathit s death It s killing me There is so much that I regret I can t exist like this I need forgiveness Play along nowkeep him on now Across the boundaries of time and space We will hunt him with our deadly trace I was sitting home on my own I just thought I would phone Just thought I would phoneyeah I got your number and I know where you live I don t wanna hurt youI just want to give My heart my heartdo you hear itI ll rip it out I still hear those cries and those tears That look in your eyes I just wanna apologize I m sorrygodI m sorry All that I ve done all my mistakes I can t live with my disgraceI m damned Play along nowsing a song now With the aid of our technology We will suck him down eventually I was sitting home on my own I Just thought I would phone Just thought I would phoneyeah Listen to the bellslisten to the bells I am a crabI live in a shell You call this livingI call it Hell! I m living in hell I see your picture on the bedroom door That s all I have to hang onto Anymore That s all I ve got that s just one voiceit s loud and it s clear The day of judgementit s here Play along nowsing along now I was sitting home on my own I just thought I would phone Just thought I would phoneyeah Fog and night after a thirsty day It was a hot sun beating on an empty plateyou know That damn dog s barking at the hissing cars I hear whispers from afar What was that? what did you say? does what really matter anyway? Dark eyes staring at the wall Mascara crumbling beneath the fall of eyelids drooping down Answer me! what did you say? why do you have to be this way? What way is thatwas her reply She smiled and raised her big brown eyes She saidi don t give a damn what you do And I really don t care what happens to you You can whistle in the dark if you remember the tune And recite your litany of gloom and doom But there is one thing you can do for me... She shifted her ass and spread her knees She said I don t give a damn what you Do just pour me a glass of that bitch s brew No, I really don t care what happens to you do I want a long cold glass of that bitch s brew The rain is coming down in sheets Windshield s trickling jagged streaks It s a scripture written on tinted glass Hissing like a snake in the grass Something hard lies on the seat My lips move but I don t speak My eyes are glued to that blinking sign And I just sit therebiding my time Cheap rooms it says open all the time Handcuffs ring a tightened fist Lipstick smears a bloodied lip What s mine is minethat s what I know to have and holdto keep control That s all I know That s all I know and I don t really care what happens next This has nothing to do with sex I just need something to see me through Something to keep me from coming unglued I don t know what I ll dowait... I know what I ll do I know what I ll do I ll pop the cork on that bitch s brew I ll take a long stiff pull on that bitch s brew I don t want no more I don t want no more The bartender dragged me across the floor Don t worrymanthat guy is long gone Maybe you shouldn t called him a fucking moron You shouldn t start things you can t see through Wowthat guy sure made a mess of you Now I lay me down to sleep and pray the lord my soul to keep If I should die before I wakeyou ll know I had a belly ache Shut upmanshut upmanyou re brain is fried Now don t stare at me with that look in your eyes What s mine is mine what s mine is mine Said the frog to the snake as he crawled from the slime My brain is finemy brainmy brainmy brain is fine How s that for a goddamned coupled rhyme Look manwhy don t you just get on this stool You ain t no poetyou re just a fucking fool I don t know what I ll do I don t know what I ll do Try doing what s right Seek serenity in a world of delights Till boomboomboomout go the lights Till boomboomboomout go the lights Yeathat s going to help me to see me through Like that s going to keep me from coming unglued Look manI really don t give a fuck what you do And I don t really care what happens to you But there s maybe one little thing that I can do I ll pour you a shot of that bitch s brew Yeaone quick belt of that bitch s brew Then you ve have to leavewe re closing You know what they say You don t have to go home But you can t stay here Hottest songs from Nomeansno : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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