Lyrics Black Lips - Sea Of Blasphemy

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Sea Of Blasphemy
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We're down the super highway all alone
A shopping bag full of broken bones
Sick and tired of hearing telephones
Now I'm stuck in futuristic drones

'Cause I be a vandal, snuff my candle
Lost my handle and now I'm really on my own
Be a vandal, snuff my candle
Lost my handle and now I'm really on my own

Needa get out of this town of blasphemy
Shampoo in my eyes, I cannot see
Emancipated but not really free
And a white nigga is who I wanna be

'Cause I be a vandal, snuff my candle
Lost my handle and now I'm really on my own

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Мы одиноко едем по одинокому шоссе,
Наша корзина полна сломанных костей.
Я болен, я устал снимать телефонную трубку,
И я застрял в футуристичном жужжании.

Ведь я - вандал, табакерка - это моя свеча,
Я потерял свою ручку, и я на своём пути.
Я - вандал, табакерка - это моя свеча,
Я потерял свою ручку, и я на своём пути.

Мне нужно выбраться из этого города богохульства,
Капля шампуня в моём глазу, и я ничего не вижу.
Я освобожден, но я на самом деле не свободен,
И я больше всего хочу стать белым негром.

Ведь я - вандал, табакерка - это моя свеча,
Я потерял свою ручку, и я на своём пути.
We’re down
A shopping bag full of broken bones
Sick and tired of hearing telephones
Now i'm stuck in futuristic drones

'Cause I be a vandal, snuff my candle
Lost my handle
Be a vandal, snuff my candle
Lost my handle

Needa get out of this town of blasphemy
Shampoo in my eyes, I can't see
Emancipated but not really free
And a white nigga is who I wanna be

'Cause I be a vandal, snuff my candle
Lost my handle

TRANSFER

We drive alone along a lonely highway
Our basket is full of broken bones.
I'm sick, I'm tired of picking up the phone,
And I'm stuck in a futuristic buzz.

After all, I - a vandal, snuffbox - this is my candle,
I lost my pen, and I'm on my way.
I am a vandal, a snuffbox is my candle
I lost my pen, and I'm on my way.

I need to get out of this city of blasphemy,
A drop of shampoo in my eye, and I see nothing.
I'm released, but I'm not really free,
And most of all I want to become a white Negro.

After all, I - a vandal, snuffbox - this is my candle,
I lost my pen, and I'm on my way.
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