MARAH - Round Eye Blues

Music from the album Kids In Philly

Mixed art/montage by me & artlennart


Last night I closed my eyes

And watched the tracers fly

Through the jungle trees

Like fireflies on a windy night

Pulled up and onward by the breeze

I can still hear the far off tin-canny sound

Of their machine guns come unwound

And I was shaking like Little Richard

I was sweating like old James Brown




Over by my window sill

The moon was still

On my cigarettes and wine

Sometimes theres where I pray to Jesus

Sometimes theres where I pray to die

But I could still sense the circling danger

Of those invisible bastards on a piss.hot day

I was shaking with old Proud Mary

I was sitting on the dock of the bay




Take the hits boys, take the hits

Don't smoke your bible, don't lose your wits

Because the sky is filled with shrapnel

And your eyes are filled with tears

Hold your breath boys, hold your breath

Finger your trigger and welcome death

Because the choppers filled with your gut-shot friends

Your hearts are filled with fear




Fables tell of men who fell

With swords dangling from their chest

The old guys down at the taproom swear

The Japs could kill you best

But late at night I still hear the cries

Of three black guys I seen take it in the face

I think about them sweet Motown girls they left behind

And the assholes that took their place




Take the hits boys, take the hits

Don't smoke your bottle, don't lose your wits

Because the sky is filled with shrapnel

And your eyes are filled with tears

Hold your breath boys, hold your breath

Finger your trigger and welcome death

Because the choppers filled with your gut-shot friends

And you hearts are filled with fear

So wont you please

Be my little baby

Be my baby now

Be my baby now

Category:

Music

Tags:

• Marah
• Round
• Eye
• Blues
• Dave
• Bielanko
• Music
• Art/Montage
• Salvador
• Dali
• Marx
• Brothers

[leffego]

Good VIET song, and a ♥skyhigh lullaby♥

[kuruship]

The BEST NAM song i Never heard love it