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• Artiste: Phoenix Foundation (The)
• Titre: Bleaching Sun
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Well I'm waking up | to your crazy shit And I'm leaving now | Yes I'm a jumping ship | Because your heart is cold | like a box of beer And I just can cope| with you my dear Under the bleaching sun | out on the washing line Hanging from our thumbs | until we get us dry And I'm cooking up | a little kooky scheme [kook kook] To clean their minds | Such precious minds| the sweetest minds I've ever seen Now you're feeding on | the simple young And your bloody tongue | doesn't turn me on A sacrificial lamb | is in your arms And I see your face | and its wicked charms And the way you work the room | until everybody here starts bleeding from the eyes Under the bleaching sun | Out on the washing line Hanging from our thumbs | until we get us dry And I'm a cooking up | a little kooky scheme [kook kook] To clean their minds | and break your spine | apart in my hands And this could be all | that you ever know | until you let it go your mind is gone It's heading for the bleaching sun I'll never know | I don't mind at all ' Cause I've seen it all fall before As you head into the bleaching sun.... You're heading for the | bleaching sun