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• Artiste: Tropical Fuck Storm
• Titre: Fairyland Codex
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A village in hell is waiting for you A village in hell, a village in hell A village in hell is waiting for you A village in hell, a village in hell If I were a betting man My bookie would say you're screwed You know I've warned you I'm warning you Your dreams will swallow you Coz they're all third rate imitations Of places you ain't been And past lives you've invented You never know who might not get the joke God could send a stone from heaven The whole world's at death's door now And they're picking at the lock But rent ain't getting any cheaper So who you really helping? A village in hell is waiting for you A village in hell, a village in hell A village in hell is waiting for you A village in hell, a village in hell The sunshine smell of laundry folded watching a cartoon It's Newcastle, yet no one here remembers you Your car wants oil and water Your kid's rubbed his nose raw And if work cuts your hours again We can't live here anymore Send a life raft or an island We can't live here anymore And when it gets too hard We'll sail by the stars With a pick-axe and a coat of arms Driver full speed 'til the signal becomes weak And we pass into a hall of mirrors Swan diving away, diving down until we disappear And we'll be flies on a skull Like flies on a skull We be like flies on a skull But 'til then full speed until the signal gets weak And there's no one left and nothing to tell A village in hell is waiting for you A village in hell, a village in hell A village in hell is waiting for you A village in hell, a village in hell If I were a betting man I would've bet she'd quit But then she stole her mother's breather Cracked the airlock and then split We watched the sunrise on the delta And they radioed 'round nine Saying she walked into a sandstorm And then died A village in hell is waiting for you A village in hell, a village in hell A village in hell is waiting for you A village in hell, a village in hell