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• Artiste: Mischief Brew
• Titre: The Barrel
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My candy shop's a factory Left in the woods to die Beneath this settled dust A fertile field of treasure lies We, the scavengers, are huntin' For the beautiful decay Towards the bottom of the barrel At the market for the fleas Stale boxcars on the railroads One over by the weeds Raid the scrapyard like a garden Bring life from rusted bones My candy shop is a vacant lot Where anything may grow Weepin' clowns with cracklin' brows Piled in the old arcade Now the children are all workers Still dreamin' about play While the freaks stomp through the wasteland Pullin' flowers from the graves Towards the bottom of the barrel At the market for the fleas Stale boxcars on the railroads One over by the weeds Raid the scrapyard like a garden Bring life from rusted bones My candy shop is a vacant lot Where anything may grow Hey! Like a vessel underwater Old mills and broken glass Like a pickup in the backyard Tree windin' through the cab This takes me down the backroads From the mansion to the shack From the bottom of the barrel Here's somethin' someone saved And we bring it to the table Wonder what we're gonna make Your scrapyard, my garden Or so the sayin' goes You turn water into dead things And I'll make the dead things grow Make the dead things grow Make the dead things grow