Blood Brothers Lyrics
"You're The Dream, Unicorn!"
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This telepathic hangover
Gnaws the nipples off my neck
Well, when you suck off those machine guns
Well, tell me mister, what do you expect?
I crawled through 60,000 yards
Of carnival graveyards
Witches with obscene riches chasing my mirage
Say my mirage
I'm the unicorn with tar teeth
Chewing spandex nightmares
My spine's a limousine that drives all night
But never goes anywhere
[2x]
If I sang instead of screamed
When you crushed me with your corvette
Would you change your jet for a microphone
And record the opera of deathbeds?
I'm the unicorn with tar teeth
Chewing spandex nightmares
My spine's a limousine that drives all night
But never goes anywhere
[2x]
Stare into the gruesome lights all night
And never see a fucking thing
Count weddings on our fingertips
And wonder why our love's so cheap
Vegas, you're my dream unicorn
Summer dress, so apocalyptic
[2x]
In glossy treetops teens clap while they kiss
In neon pastures pin-ups hook to your chest
Out on the streets at night the money's well spent
And pissed-off babies turn to pissed-off children
Gnaws the nipples off my neck
Well, when you suck off those machine guns
Well, tell me mister, what do you expect?
I crawled through 60,000 yards
Of carnival graveyards
Witches with obscene riches chasing my mirage
Say my mirage
I'm the unicorn with tar teeth
Chewing spandex nightmares
My spine's a limousine that drives all night
But never goes anywhere
[2x]
If I sang instead of screamed
When you crushed me with your corvette
Would you change your jet for a microphone
And record the opera of deathbeds?
I'm the unicorn with tar teeth
Chewing spandex nightmares
My spine's a limousine that drives all night
But never goes anywhere
[2x]
Stare into the gruesome lights all night
And never see a fucking thing
Count weddings on our fingertips
And wonder why our love's so cheap
Vegas, you're my dream unicorn
Summer dress, so apocalyptic
[2x]
In glossy treetops teens clap while they kiss
In neon pastures pin-ups hook to your chest
Out on the streets at night the money's well spent
And pissed-off babies turn to pissed-off children
This song is from the album "Young Machetes".