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• Artiste: Bonnie "Prince" Billy
• Titre: Sheep
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Born in sheep's blood plain and simple Washed out of my mother's temple All around I heard them laughing As father sheep had stood there calving Black they were, with white eyes gleaming Right in heaven life was seeming Brittle wind blew snow upon me I got blanketed all white and frosty In my time I grew and killed them Or out of memory I willed them And willed in a greater histry Out of massacre and mystry Was no longer wealthy, woolly Nor anything I could grasp fully Someone rush to re-inject me God of god's, won't you protect me ? Fixed my face and marching onward Marching running ever forward Buildings were a bloody vessel Edging me below the trestle There in coal and whitened gravel I built a shield of wooden baffle Inside of which I raised a fire So I could tonight retire Everyone will tell you it's evil to be A free-thinking pecker like bonny old me But I'll flex my armies and blow out my gut And prove I'll be loved by any old slut Look here in my wallet, it's loaded and true And now I can leave here and go and find you