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• Artiste: Sycamore Smith
• Titre: The Brothers Ape
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Ever raking, ever drinking Breaking windows, swearing, sinking There they stand, defiant, reeking They are the Brothers Ape Spending more than they can earn Leaving every bar-room burned The Earth is dirt and they are the worms Behold! the Brothers Ape Living in a hallowed hall Punching holes in hollow walls Their breath will burn, their spit will scald The enemies of Ape They wear their hair shirts inside-out Extend their fangs and walk about From underground, the beasts slide out To greet the Brothers Ape They forge their daggers with their fists And sharpen razors on their wrists Cobras lift their heads and hiss To cheer the Brothers Ape -------- No one knows who sent them Or what forces might have bent them In the night, you're followed by Their silent, hunchbacked, shapes They sense your fear, you cannot shake The relentless Brothers Ape -------- And if they find their fangs have dulled They'll cut some new ones from your skull The vomitorium is full-- You can thank the Brothers Ape They will draw & quarter you And draw & quarter the quarters, too The ropes are taut, the knots are true Ride! you Brothers Ape!