Cerdes (Outside the Gates Of) Lyrics

	作词 : Brooker, Reid
	(brooker / reid)
	Outside the gates of cerdes sits the two-pronged unicorn
	Who plays at relaxation time a rhinestone flugelhorn
	Whilst mermaids lace carnations into wreaths for ailing whales
	And neptune dances hornpipes while salome sheds her veils
	Phallus phil tries peddling his pewter painted pot
	But sousa sam can only hear the screams of peep the sot
	Who only sips his creme de menthe from terra cotta cups
	And exhales menthol scented breath whilst spewing verbiage up
	Down technical blind alleys live the wraiths of former dreams
	And greeps who often crossed them are no longer what they seem
	And even christian scientists can but display marble plaques
	Which only retell legends whilst my eyes reach out for facts
	Yeah, my eyes reach out for facts

	zuo ci : Brooker, Reid
	brooker reid
	Outside the gates of cerdes sits the twopronged unicorn
	Who plays at relaxation time a rhinestone flugelhorn
	Whilst mermaids lace carnations into wreaths for ailing whales
	And neptune dances hornpipes while salome sheds her veils
	Phallus phil tries peddling his pewter painted pot
	But sousa sam can only hear the screams of peep the sot
	Who only sips his creme de menthe from terra cotta cups
	And exhales menthol scented breath whilst spewing verbiage up
	Down technical blind alleys live the wraiths of former dreams
	And greeps who often crossed them are no longer what they seem
	And even christian scientists can but display marble plaques
	Which only retell legends whilst my eyes reach out for facts
	Yeah, my eyes reach out for facts

	zuò cí : Brooker, Reid
	brooker reid
	Outside the gates of cerdes sits the twopronged unicorn
	Who plays at relaxation time a rhinestone flugelhorn
	Whilst mermaids lace carnations into wreaths for ailing whales
	And neptune dances hornpipes while salome sheds her veils
	Phallus phil tries peddling his pewter painted pot
	But sousa sam can only hear the screams of peep the sot
	Who only sips his creme de menthe from terra cotta cups
	And exhales menthol scented breath whilst spewing verbiage up
	Down technical blind alleys live the wraiths of former dreams
	And greeps who often crossed them are no longer what they seem
	And even christian scientists can but display marble plaques
	Which only retell legends whilst my eyes reach out for facts
	Yeah, my eyes reach out for facts

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