โหลดเพลง mp3 Pulse - The Psychedelic Furs

Pulse - The Psychedelic Furs
My baby paints herself red
She paints her hair
Her hair is dead
She's living in the city
With the bodies that scream
We are all jesus
We all dream
See the dancer in there reeling

Paint the sky upon the ceiling

Four useless gods upon a day
So blinded by the filth on sunday

Saying the words for the idiots
You are miracle drivel
Optical sewer

Listens to the flowers fall

Paint the words upon the wall

This is the pulse of fools like you
Who sound so red and turn so blue
The sound of uselessness in slumber
War is over if you want
See the dancer's semen reeling
Paint the sea upon the ceiling

Pulse
My baby paints herself red
She paints her hair
Her hair is dead
She's living in the city
With the bodies that scream
We are all jesus
We all dream
See the dancer's semen reeling

Paint the sky upon the ceiling

That's pulse