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Those Mechanics.
Those Mechanics.

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

linger on the sight...
you until your hands stop...
run back to the alley.
Tell to the bricks and rats.
Because one murder scene,
is another party.
One man's spine,
is a war decoration.

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

Don't linger. On the you gouged in her throat.
Just the subway home.
But the wife and kids twinkle stuffed dogs.
And you're like. The ocean now,
collecting death driftwood.

wolf mechanics banging.
Those mechanics crashing. [x2]

But one suicide
Is a credit bride.
One poisoned mind
Is a pharmaceutical mine.

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