โหลดเพลง mp3 H.o.w. - The Fall

Song: H.o.w.
Artist: The Fall
Lyrics: Mark E. Smith
I can treat you to visit to coastal pillboxes

I like to delve in destruction lust and debauches

And I am the one who stamps on all ages

From 16 to 40 over and under

I'm monolithic and the black ice on the corner

As all is as one as all damp on all stone
I hold all time and can induce at once
Jet trains lead paint stamps on border forms

Misread easter island put butter on plague style
Spin complete revolutions and not bat an eyelid

And alter tree rings so that what you are after

You will not ever find with a surfeit of lumber
And make you imagine from hunger
Bread trees spinning dripping with butter

Just 6 inches higher than your upstretched middle finger

I place minute dust in your microchip vessels
For daring to think all science is immortal
I am the one who'll strike you down at once
For stretching time bracket and assuming that what is
Can be maladjusted a rigid adoption
Of codes you had concocted

I can treat you to visit to coastal pillboxes

And show you all hideous microscope thingies

And hovis set up in london's psoriasis

Stockings jokings 1780's

I like to delve in destruction lust and debauches

And I am the one who stamps on all ages

From 16 to 40 over and under

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