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the pica beats - cognac & rum كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
they taught me songs of cognac and rum
to keep away all them spiritual doldrums
they’ll start to burn, and i should have ran
slept like a stick in the old beaver dam

and we will start a hungry war like napoleon
by shooting off our mouth
and the beads of sweat are so gullible
that they will glow, oh, oh

they sacrificed at the ports of brunei
they sold me out with their chins to the sky
might be my son, let me see your hands
i should’a drowned you when i had the chance

and we will fly through the land like syphilis
cutting off their b_lls
and their punishment will run in a caravan
led by shouts, oh, oh

[chorus]
some grace lands are like a
little secret there to keep you interested

[verse 2]
on daytime shifts i’ll dig through the trash
on nighttime runs i’ll sort out the past
if wishes lived where the bone breakers quake
these lips are mine, they will drink from the lake
and they are crushed by the c_nts of the colony
a timid goal golem
and there’s a fence hiding backyard dividends
and precious few, oh, oh

those bottles shatter at the sound of dispute
and bottlecaps are a chorus of roots
the bass is sung with a conscience renewed
by melodies that will never conclude

so by and by there is grass on the battleground
and the weed grows again
and the soft little strip of an arrow_tip
will never cut, oh, oh

[chorus]
and the broad man, broad shoulders squared
against the bomb

it’s a brave little bay leaf cold
and curing strong

it’s a winter’s night west virginia style
i’ll call it home

it’s a summer’s eve the clam sh_ll is cracked
the mussel’s out

- the pica beats

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