Текст песни The Kubrick Cats - Американская готика

You will descend like a ghost
broken mirrors
from the headlines of tabloid newspapers and cheap magazines

Ooo, you'll come down like a ghost
forgotten houses
from obituaries, suicide notes, but this is not enough ...

fools are looking for you in mesmeric dreams,
among old graves in forgotten places
or on a moonlit night they wait at the crossroads.

you are on your own, in vein or in wine
you're singing loudly about me in your headphones
have questions? Oh no! it's all too simple.

American Gothic ...
buried in the backyard.
her mouth is sealed with plastic
her things burned in the fire

she was hit on a highway
got a screwdriver in the side
loved the night alleys
oh yes no one helped her

she ate excess pills
to fall asleep
and once forgetting about tickets
set off with a stranger

loved singed whiskey
drowned in a shallow pond
without thinking about the risk
walked on thin ice

You will descend like a ghost
broken mirrors
from bottle residue and cigarette smoke.

You reign over everyone
and i am so tired
come and sit down.
Let's laugh at them.