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Альбом Blitzen Trapper


Furr (23.09.2008)
23.09.2008
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your eyelids are made of lead
you can't keep them up
'cause it's sleepytime
and that's no crime in the western world
'cause when the sun goes down
you're bound to follow through
sleeping through the afternoon
i just can't seem to leave my room
with all the moon
and a love so true it's gonna see me through
you know it's gonna see me through

'cause when the sun goes down
i'm gonna make like a tree
sleeping through the afternoon
just can't seem to leave my room
with all the moon
and a love so true it's gonna see me through
you know it's gonna see me through

drifting down the sleepy river
waking like a child
never gonna know what the spirit's saying
unless you drift down for a while
never gonna know what the wind is whispering now
never gonna know unless you leave this world somehow
unless you leave this world somehow

i woke up on the street
so apprehensive, feeling weak
and as i finally tried to speak
twelve birds flew straightways from my mouth
and circled high above the sky
began to cry with kissing sounds
a crowd had gathered on the ground
all speaking strangely through their teeth
(yeah, through their teeth)
i felt alone and in my grief i spoke once more into the wind
a storm of birds contained therein began to spin
(began to spin)

(it's so cold in here)

your eyelids are made of lead
you can't keep them up
'cause it's sleepytime
and that's no crime in the western world
'cause when the sun goes down
you're bound to follow through
sleeping through the afternoon
i just can't seem to leave my room
with all the moon
and a love so true it's gonna see me through
you know it's gonna see me through

. . .


i'm a broke-down wreck with a ball and chain
just sitting in the kitchen with my fortune and fame
there's a monkey in a mask and he's calling my name
there's a midget on his back, he's waitin' for the midnight train
just for the midnight train

'cause we're burning up states
gotta load up the car
get my right beat back, do some air guitar
'cause i'm running from the end, yeah
and it's inside of my head
on my bed with a lead for the leg
we're trading gold for bread

we'll be the town's mistress
yeah you'll sink like a stone
yeah i'm out here on the sidewalk
where the buffalo roam
i can see it in your crystal dancing in like a storm
blowing dusty though the kitchen while you're standing in your heels

'cause we're burning up states
gotta load up the car
get my right beat back, do some air guitar
'cause i'm running from the end, yeah
and it's inside of my head
on my bed with a lead for the leg
we're trading gold for bread

yeah there's this choice you gotta make
and it'll cut to the core
like a preacher throwing dice instead of seeds on the soil
there's a lady and her lover and they're covered in oil
slipping down through the cracks with the attack

'cause we're burning up states
gotta load up the car
get my right beat back, do some air guitar
'cause i'm running from the end, yeah
and it's inside of my head
on my bed with a lead for the leg
we're trading gold for bread

. . .


Yeah, when I was only seventeen
I could hear the angels whispering
So I drove into the woods
And wandered aimlessly about
Until I heard my mother shouting through the fog
It turned out to be the howling of a dog
Or a wolf, to be exact
The sound sent shivers down my back
But I was drawn into the pack and before long
They allowed me to join in and sing their song
So from the cliffs and highest hills
Yeah, we would gladly get our fill
Howling endlessly and shrilly at the dawn
And I lost the taste for judging right from wrong
For my flesh had turned to fur
Yeah, and my thoughts they surely were
Turned to instinct and obedience to God

You can wear your fur
Like a river on fire
But you'd better be sure
If you're making God a liar
I'm a rattlesnake, babe,
I'm like fuel on fire
So if you're gonna get made
Don't be afraid of what you've learned

On the day that I turned 23
I was curled up underneath a dogwood tree
When suddenly a girl
Her skin the color of a pearl
She wandered aimlessly, but she didn't seem to see
She was listening for the angels just like me
So I stood and looked about
I brushed the leaves off of my snout
And then I heard my mother shouting through the trees
You should have seen that girl go shaky at the knees
So I took her by the arm
We settled down upon a farm
And raised our children up as gently as you please

And now my fur has turned to skin
And I've been quickly ushered in
To a world that, I confess, I do not know
But I still dream of running careless through the snow
Through the howling winds that blow
Across the ancient distant flow
To fill our bodies up like water till we know

You can wear your fur
Like a river on fire
But you'd better be sure
If you're making God a liar
I'm a rattlesnake, babe,
I'm like fuel on fire
So if you're gonna get made
Don't be afraid of what you've learned

. . .


i can live with god and with suicide
the same thing holds if i close my eyes
it's a truth so pure it can kill you dead
a taste of heaven mixed with hell inside of my head

if a three-four cord can ignite a flame
and a girl like you can forget my name
then i'm that far gone in this crooked grave
with a pistol for my creature and a feather for my day

when i do go down in a rain of toil
with a hand in my satchel and my knees in the soil
i can live with god and with suicide
a lover in her calico, a pony stands at her side

i can live with god and with suicide
the same thing holds if i close my eyes
it's a truth so pure it can kill you dead
a taste of heaven mixed with hell inside of my head

. . .


There's dragons and demons alive in the skies
Their belt buckles, golden shells cover their eyes
If you're a cool-headed kid,
better swallow his pride
When the fire starts fallin' and the fast bullets fly

A brain dancing wizard
He's all wrapped up in blue
He's working ----- fat-free
His footwork is too
His shield is in the Muppet show - up to the sky
when the fire starts fallin' and the fast bullets fly

uh oh uh oh

Okay, this city is a warzone
unheard of his love
this dangerous fiction will rain from above
But billboards -- go wrapped up and hot
until the fire starts fallin' and the fast bullets fly

So keep your eyes to the sky
lining into the door
for the clicking of the heels on the plasticine floor
the sit of upholstery and burning arise
when the fire starts fallin' and the fast bullets fly

uh oh uh oh

There's dragons and demons alive in the skies
You can run for the hills but you know you can't hide
If you're trapped in the dark in the blink of an eye
as the fire starts fallin' and the fast bullets fly

. . .


Jump down, turn around
Shake it on a Saturday night
You don't have to play the crowd
But if you 're gonna say it
Say it out loud

Cheap ride, running and
Leaving town and hoping to fly
But everybody's dying to try
And there's only so much room in the sky

This love is gonna move you like a wind chime
Gonna touch you like the ocean til you're mine oh mine
There's a bright light shining white
Gotta lead my people through the night
If you wanna make change, better rearrange
Cause there's not a lot of land in sight

Jump down, turn around
Shake it on a Saturday night
You don't have to play the crowd
But if you're gonna say it
Say it out loud

. . .


It was just a little while past the Sunset Strip
They found the girl's body in an open pit
Her mouth was sewn shut, but her eyes were still wide
Gazing through the fog to the other side

They booked me on a whim and threw me deep in jail
With no bail, sitting silent on a rusty pail
Just gazing at the marks on the opposite wall
Remembering the music of my lover's call

So you make no mistake, I know just what it takes
To pull a man's soul back from heaven's gates
I've been wandering in the dark about as long as sin
But they say it's never too late to start again

Oh when, oh when
Will the spirit come a-callin' for my soul to send
Oh when, oh when
Will the keys to the kingdom be mine again?

It was dark as the grave, it was just about three
When the warden with his key came to set me free
They gave me five dollars and a secondhand suit
A pistol and a hat and a worn out flute

So I took a bus down to the Rio Grande
And I shot a man down on the edge of town
Then I stole me a horse and I rode it around
'Til the sheriff pulled me in and sat me down

He said, you make no mistake, I know just what it takes
To pull a man's soul back from heaven's gates
I've been wandering in the dark about as long as sin
But they say it's never too late to start again

Oh when, oh when
Will the spirit come a-callin' for my soul to send
Oh when, Oh when
Will the keys to the kingdom be mine again?

Well the sheriff let me go with a knife and a song
So I took the first train up to Oregon
And I killed the first man that I came upon
'Cause the devil works quick, you know it don't take long

Then I went to the river for to take a swim
You know that black river water is as black as sin
And I washed myself clean as a newborn babe
And then I picked up a rock for to sharpen my blade

Oh when, oh when
Will the spirit come a calling for my soul to send
Oh when, oh when
Will the keys to the kingdom be mine again?
Oh when, oh when
Will that black river water wash me clean again
Oh when, oh when
Will the keys to the kingdom be mine again?

. . .


In my sleep, I'm not your lover anymore
When I wake, I have to remind myself
That I'm lying on your shore

'Cause I'm a moonwalking cowboy, dusty ridin'
And I don't know what's in store
All I know is, in my sleep, I'm not your lover anymore

When I'm dreaming, I could be anyone
Yeah, a brother or a friend
Or a husband, baby, with a golden touch, yeah
Or just another dead end

Yeah, I'm a moonwalking cowboy, dusty ridin'
And I don't know what's in store
All I know is, in my sleep, I'm not your lover anymore
In my sleep, I'm not your lover anymore

So if you watch me, while I'm sleepin' in my bed
Well, I'm a million miles away, inside some other stranger's head
So put your fingers to my cheek and call my name
But I can't hear you now, my girl, 'cause your voice it don't sound the same

'Cause I'm a moonwalking cowboy, dusty ridin'
And I don't know what's in store
All I know is, in my sleep, I'm not your lover anymore

When I'm awake, I'm yours, and I'm stickin' 'round
I'm gonna walk on down your shores
But, in my sleep, I'm not your lover anymore
In my sleep, I'm not your lover anymore

. . .


I love you baby
like a thief love money
like a wheel gotta roll
like a shoe got soul!

I've been walking around, thinking about you
About the way you got to break me in two
Baby can you appreciate just what I've been through
Yeah

Girl I love you but you're made of clay
I should go back to the earth one day
Leavin' me to wonder in this broken down way
Yeah

You're for this war
-----
Sweeping through the western world we love

Godspeed us home
With fire and stone
sweeping through the western world we love

. . .


I'm going home
Like a tiger in the rain
My blood is drippin' but I'm bringing you with deadly veign
Salty ocean but my tears will bring me home again
I'm coming at you
kill the love of a brother or friend

So don't worry
the weather's making war on machines
another night
burning out like a fire

I'm gonna catch you by the - teacher
There was an empty world awaiting for the love that you give

Chorus

So don't you worry darlin about the things you got
cuz what you're not
just tries to take away

I'm going home
Like a tiger in the rain
My body's freezin but it's bound to make you whole again
River's winding around the mountains here before the bend
A rushing water fall will never rest -

Chorus

I'm gonna catch you be the tail
and teach you how to live
There wasn't an answer but I'm ready for the love that you give

. . .


Weather is like feathers on fire
Ground's like a sound in my feet
I can't stop my shaking I've been traveling so low
And the shoes I've been wearing, well they're long and somewhat slow
And a giant waking bird shakes the trees above my head
Stolen shoes and a rifle I just can't seem to stay dead
Oh the stones won't be lonely here this year it's gone now
My lover she's got brothers down in Natchez
They worship at the foot of the keep
My trails been cold for days but I hear them all the same
Scattered out like wildfire on the plain
And the giant waking bird shakes the trees above my head
Stolen shoes and a rifle I just can't seem to stay dead
Oh the stones won't be lonely here this year it's gone now
Weather is like feathers on fire

. . .


Did I ask you to call me, darling,
Got no time for a bitter end
I could come around Thursday, maybe,
but I know you're gonna be with your friends

'Cuz every day is like a rooftop catching the sun
and if no one is watching does our love leave any trace
Or just an echo out in space

Yeah...

If you knew what a fool I've been,
You'd strike a match for every day that's been lost
What I wouldn't give to see you make a livin' breaking even
Or just counting the cost

'Cuz every day is like a newborn still as the sun
and if no one is watching does our love leave any trace
Or just an echo out in space
Or just a broke down empty place

Yeah...

. . .


lady on the water
make me rich, make me poor,
lay your flowers at my door
lady on the water
bring me branches, bring me twine
wrap my heart upon the vine
with your wine dye my feathers
as the cock crows giving time

awake, my lady on the water
share my bread and share my drink
pay no mind to what others think
lady on the water
with this wind and to flame
with your grapes and bottled rain,
make your wine of my worship
a divinely strange refrain
or make it rain

my lady on the water
place your thumb upon my tongue
be the song no one has sung
lady on the water
with your jacket blue and strange
change these rivers in my veins
into wine, learning, burning,
driven deep into this maze
all of my days

my lady on the water
lead me from the wilderness
to countless deserts, dreams, and jests
lady on the water
rest my head upon your chest
leave me only when i'm blessed
cause i'll be in my own country
good and dead and gone to rest
that's the way that's the best

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