Letras:
Wild Beasts

: Carry me hooting and howling to the river to wash of my hands of the hot blood, the sweat and the sand. Any rival who goes for our girls will be left

: When we turn up in our turn up?s, our hearts are heavy, our heads are ready to levy. For the yippee-less swing, for the tot-less cot, for the mock,

: Did I judge this wrong?/but you had it all/you had it all/a gift of the gods/in your city of gold/and you?ll piss it all/you had it all/and what drags

bodies rid of retarding midweek hardship, we bellow baritone to our favourites, like life depends on it! I hold my brothers in breathtaking clinches this is my heart?s hub, the hot, wild

: Unstable stands aflush with fans pilfered pies and pints in wobbly hands? in the bowls of the bar two boys spar don?t flinch an inch and territories

: I feel as if I?ve been where you have been/the snow had piled up knee-high in the street/apart, apart/and dancing on/the wanderer/the squanderer/our

: Come to from slumber on bed?s soft tundra murky with mourn beside dead uniform and I wish and I hope and I wish and I hope with long drag on me smoke

: Sour metal smells in a lonely barrel don't render me the sorriest parody... Potty gobbed fickle mob clamour for climax don't render me the sorriest

: Room a catacomb, this ghoul a balloon, with the breath from beneath your breast, yes that is best. Hug it to me, and the rubber raspberries, with