Death Of A Martian歌词

[ti:Death of a Martian]
[00:01.78]Death of a Martian
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[00:18.08]Bear paws and rascal power
[00:21.63]Watching us in your garage
[00:25.89]Big girl you ate the neighbor
[00:29.93]The nova is over
[00:34.62]Wake up and play
[00:38.88]Balleradio
[00:43.07]Make room for clara’s bare feet
[00:47.13]The love of a martian
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[00:51.63]Tick tock and waiting for the meteor
[00:55.45]This clock is opening another door
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[01:01.07]Making something out of nothin’
[01:03.33]These are the best that I
[01:07.48]I don’t know how to say
[01:09.49]Losin’ what I love today
[01:11.56]These are the best that I
[01:15.70]Lots of love just keep it comin’
[01:17.63]Making something out of nothin’
[01:19.72]These are the best that I
[01:24.06]I don’t know what to say
[01:25.89]Look at what I lost today
[01:28.03]And these are the things that I
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[01:41.14]Blood flowers in the kitchen
[01:45.23]Signing off and winding down
[01:48.85]This martain ends her mission
[01:53.05]The nova is over
[01:57.70]She caught the ball
[02:01.80]By the mission bell
[02:06.06]Chase lizards bark at donkeys
[02:10.37]The love of a martian
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[02:14.35]Let’s bow our heads
[02:16.86]And let the trumpets blow
[02:18.59]Our girl is gone
[02:20.30]God bless her little soul
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[02:22.17]Lots of love just keep it comin’
[02:24.20]Making something out of nothin’
[02:26.29]These are the best that I
[02:30.41]I don’t know how to say
[02:32.47]Losin’ what I love today
[02:34.51]These are the best that I
[02:38.60]Lots of love just keep it comin’
[02:40.56]Making something out of nothin’
[02:42.68]These are the best that I
[02:46.82]I don’t know what to say
[02:48.85]Look at what I lost today
[02:50.88]And these are the things that I
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[03:05.96](She’s got sword in case
[03:07.87]Tho this is not her lord incase
[03:10.06]The one who can’t afford to face
[03:11.88]Her image is restored to grace.
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[03:14.32]Disappeared.
[03:14.96]No trace.
[03:15.43]Musky tears.
[03:16.18]Suitcase.
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[03:17.61]The down turn brave
[03:19.34]Little burncub bearcareless turnip snare
[03:21.87]Rampages pitch color pages...
[03:23.54]Down and out but not in Vegas.
[03:25.34]Disembarks and disengages.
[03:27.13]No loft.
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[03:28.00]Sweet pink canary cages plummet pop dewskin fortitude
[03:31.79]For the sniffing black noses that snort and allude
[03:34.91]To dangling trinkets that mimic the dirt cough go drink its.
[03:38.44]It’s for you.
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[03:39.52]Blue battered naval town slip kisses delivered by duck
[03:42.89]Muscles and bottlenosed grifters arrive in time to catch the late show.
[03:47.12]It’s a beehive barrel race.
[03:50.26]A shehive stare and chase wasted feature who tried and failed to reach her.
[03:55.16]Embossed beneath a box in the closet that’s lost.
[03:57.24]The kind that you find when you mind your own mysteries.
[04:00.41]Shiv sister to the quickness before it blisters into the newmorning milk blanket.
[04:05.57]Your ilk is funny to the turnstyle touch bunny who’s bouquet set a course for bloom without decay.
[04:11.91]Get you broom and sweep the echoes of yesternights fallen freckles... away...)