Letras:
Los Muñecos

: Now our blood Travels though the veins of our history It bursts forth them Boiling black clouds from the wrists of kings The shadow Lengthens as

Flower girls play lover Grave games in the courtyard I heard her Screaming like a radio Mary Lou left marks on you She just screams at the walls The kite

In the tent of powder and lace Vultures pick at a carcass that feeds by hand Longing to decay Waits to hear the sound Of their wings slowly heave as they

Now our blood Travels though the Veins of our Histroy It bursts forth them Boiling black Coulds from the wrists of kings The shadow Lengthens as Time

Mijn meisje is een lieve schat Maar overal gebeurt wel wat Want al is ze aardig Ze doet wat eigenaardig Wanneer ik op het hoekje wacht Daar 's avonds

Consult your mouth, flapping wings beneath the bed You lay down your innocence, though it is just half dead It has crawled here to rest... and slowly

It would be so sweet if you could take me with you When you leave like that you make the witches unburn and the snowmen come back. A clumsy kiss, the

Tight pants and wallet chains Hooded sweats & Adidas drive me insane Dreadlocked crusties are hot and cant be beat Just double up the condom and stay

Tight pant and wallet chains hooded sweats and adidas drive me insane dread-locked crusties are hot and can?t be beat just double up the condom and