Вступление
H. Hawkline - concrete coloured clothes
From the album "in the pink of condition" (2015).
You can find this on spotify quite easily but, unfortunately the song isnt on youtube at the moment.
[Intro] Am D G G x2
[Verse 1]
concrete coloured clothes drag like atlases,
pristine paper scrolls,
no holes,
no pins to show.
callus cactus feet dig into the street,
a cul-de-sac,
they eat a pack of tongues
when theyre hungry.
[Chorus]
cupboards occupy their eyes for hours,
occupy, occupy
cupboards occupy their eyes for hours,
occupy, occupy
[middle 8]
ahhhhh ahhh ah ah ah ahhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhh
[Verse 2]
a knife edge, a ghost speaks
its an odd repeat-ed sentence
from a home of toes
where slate grows slow.
dig your cactus feet deep into the peat
the roman roads
a yawning maze of tongues
with no corners
[Chorus]
cupboards occupy their eyes for hours,
occupy, occupy
cupboards occupy their eyes for hours,
occupy, occupy
cupboards occupy their eyes for hours,
occupy, occupy
cupboards occupy their eyes for hours,
occupy, occupy
[Outro]
ahhhhh ahhh ah ah ah ahhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhh
oooooh ooooooh ooooooh ooooh