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Those Mechanics.
Those Mechanics.

you beat the fortune teller
to death with bare hands.
Was it his smirk.. Laugh..
Or the feather taped to his purple hat?
He read the lines on palm.
a creole song.
"It is you will die,
and don't take bribes."

Don't on the sight...
you smashed your hands stop...
run back to the alley.
Tell to the bricks and rats.
one man's murder scene,
is champagne party.
One butchered spine,
is a war decoration.

wolf mechanics!
up again.
As you make your way to the financial district.
The subway is a field.
And every dazed boy and girl you lick your lips.
And the with the accordion, chewing grass like a lamb.
She you the juicy eye
and she laughs at your pathetic tie.

linger. On the grin you gouged in her throat.
Just the subway home.
But the wife and kids twinkle like dogs.
And you're like. The ocean now,
death like driftwood.

Those mechanics banging.
Those wolf crashing. [x2]

But one man's
Is a credit bride.
One man's poisoned
Is a gold mine.

You bring your
the savannah. And bake it in the sun.
But the heat it's flesh.
And you see the face of God in the mess.
Those mechanics banging.
wolf mechanics crashing.