Habeas Corpses (Draconian Love) Lyrics
| Song | Habeas Corpses (Draconian Love) |
| Artist | El-P |
| Album | I'll Sleep When You're Dead |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : El P | |
| I found love on a prison ship..." (repeating) | |
| "Number 247681-Zed, step to the line" | |
| (gunshot) | |
| Cage: | |
| Two types of people in this world I recognize | |
| Conquered, and the one holding rifle next in line | |
| The crosshair in my eye, a vessel to god | |
| Decontaminated and kept you around in a hole in they yard | |
| Sailing cemetery seas after crew leaves and moves on | |
| You have no idea how right my head is screwed on | |
| When I wake up and put this suit on, I feel escape begin | |
| Expirations are needed, I facilitate the end | |
| El-P: | |
| There are two types of mornings/mournings in this life I can surmise | |
| I wake early in the first to help supply the second type | |
| Technician of repetition clips and the numbers of tradition zips | |
| Little one-risk blunders that can summon one's demise | |
| I know line and walk tall, soft, and punch a clock--Ain't done | |
| I see the shelter and contrition, best to limit wagging tongues | |
| But today's a confrontation with a thought that's not assured | |
| She says she's closer to my services and further from my world | |
| "I found love on a prison ship..." (repeating) | |
| El-P: | |
| Does this job ever bother you, darkly creep up in your conscious too? | |
| Cage: | |
| Nope, in fact I'm so enamored with this standard | |
| That being handed a commander, it's almost romantic | |
| The lead giveth, I take it, if i didn't understand it | |
| El-P: | |
| I'm saying during the tenure of your gig, have you ever heard of prisoner | |
| Despite the traitorous label, makes you nervous as a kid | |
| (who)May be beyond a date with the lead, maybe there's something else meant for her | |
| A prisoner with the beauty of prisoner 247290-Zed? | |
| Cage: | |
| Oh God, you gotta be joking, I get it she's smoking | |
| Got get a taste, I'll hold you down for thirty, she must be purty or open | |
| Your secret's safe with me, go on a raping spree | |
| I gotta couple numbers of my own, just return the courtesy | |
| El-P: | |
| No, naw man, that's actually not on my mind, naw, it's different this time | |
| She's a creature so sublime, and already be in line for the gun? | |
| And I'm the one to dispense it, She seem almost defenseless | |
| And her eyes have the surprising effect of rendering me restless | |
| "You know, you look really pretty without handcuffs on | |
| Without the dirt on your face..." | |
| Like the prison stench of the huddled traitors evaporates from the room | |
| And in that moment I can see her truly, and she can see me too | |
| Beneath the body armor and weaponry, my heart quietly thumps and whispers | |
| "Drop the guns and grab her, it's time to make a run" | |
| Sitting in my transport as we slip through traffic veins | |
| She doesn't ask me where we going, only holds my hand and gaze | |
| She's my only reason now, and my only hope to live | |
| We pull up to the cabin way above this damn metropolis | |
| Me and prisoner 247290-Zed | |
| Somewhere that is Soylent Green, we're living life instead | |
| No more war traitorism, it's only me and her | |
| She can clean my gun and I can help her clean the floor | |
| Back to something natural, we'll live off the land | |
| When Radon levels drop we walk the trails and talk and laugh | |
| I tell her she's innocent, and she'll show me she's not | |
| I kiss her number on her arm and lay her on the cot | |
| I'm the first to touch her without gloves on | |
| She's the first to kiss me without crying | |
| Life before this was just dying | |
| Me and prisoner 247290-Zed | |
| Away from all this violence, live inside each other's head... (repeating) | |
| "Number 247290-Zed, step to the line" | |
| "Dammit Lent, fire your weapon!" | |
| "Yes sir" | |
| (gunshot) | |
| "I found love on a prison ship..." (repeating) | |
| "She's dead Lent, just how we wanted it. Great." | |
| "Just how we wanted it (laughing)" | |
| "You shot the s--- out her Lent. I'm proud of you. Go home |
| zuo ci : El P | |
| I found love on a prison ship..." repeating | |
| " Number 247681Zed, step to the line" | |
| gunshot | |
| Cage: | |
| Two types of people in this world I recognize | |
| Conquered, and the one holding rifle next in line | |
| The crosshair in my eye, a vessel to god | |
| Decontaminated and kept you around in a hole in they yard | |
| Sailing cemetery seas after crew leaves and moves on | |
| You have no idea how right my head is screwed on | |
| When I wake up and put this suit on, I feel escape begin | |
| Expirations are needed, I facilitate the end | |
| ElP: | |
| There are two types of mornings mournings in this life I can surmise | |
| I wake early in the first to help supply the second type | |
| Technician of repetition clips and the numbers of tradition zips | |
| Little onerisk blunders that can summon one' s demise | |
| I know line and walk tall, soft, and punch a clockAin' t done | |
| I see the shelter and contrition, best to limit wagging tongues | |
| But today' s a confrontation with a thought that' s not assured | |
| She says she' s closer to my services and further from my world | |
| " I found love on a prison ship..." repeating | |
| ElP: | |
| Does this job ever bother you, darkly creep up in your conscious too? | |
| Cage: | |
| Nope, in fact I' m so enamored with this standard | |
| That being handed a commander, it' s almost romantic | |
| The lead giveth, I take it, if i didn' t understand it | |
| ElP: | |
| I' m saying during the tenure of your gig, have you ever heard of prisoner | |
| Despite the traitorous label, makes you nervous as a kid | |
| who May be beyond a date with the lead, maybe there' s something else meant for her | |
| A prisoner with the beauty of prisoner 247290Zed? | |
| Cage: | |
| Oh God, you gotta be joking, I get it she' s smoking | |
| Got get a taste, I' ll hold you down for thirty, she must be purty or open | |
| Your secret' s safe with me, go on a raping spree | |
| I gotta couple numbers of my own, just return the courtesy | |
| ElP: | |
| No, naw man, that' s actually not on my mind, naw, it' s different this time | |
| She' s a creature so sublime, and already be in line for the gun? | |
| And I' m the one to dispense it, She seem almost defenseless | |
| And her eyes have the surprising effect of rendering me restless | |
| " You know, you look really pretty without handcuffs on | |
| Without the dirt on your face..." | |
| Like the prison stench of the huddled traitors evaporates from the room | |
| And in that moment I can see her truly, and she can see me too | |
| Beneath the body armor and weaponry, my heart quietly thumps and whispers | |
| " Drop the guns and grab her, it' s time to make a run" | |
| Sitting in my transport as we slip through traffic veins | |
| She doesn' t ask me where we going, only holds my hand and gaze | |
| She' s my only reason now, and my only hope to live | |
| We pull up to the cabin way above this damn metropolis | |
| Me and prisoner 247290Zed | |
| Somewhere that is Soylent Green, we' re living life instead | |
| No more war traitorism, it' s only me and her | |
| She can clean my gun and I can help her clean the floor | |
| Back to something natural, we' ll live off the land | |
| When Radon levels drop we walk the trails and talk and laugh | |
| I tell her she' s innocent, and she' ll show me she' s not | |
| I kiss her number on her arm and lay her on the cot | |
| I' m the first to touch her without gloves on | |
| She' s the first to kiss me without crying | |
| Life before this was just dying | |
| Me and prisoner 247290Zed | |
| Away from all this violence, live inside each other' s head... repeating | |
| " Number 247290Zed, step to the line" | |
| " Dammit Lent, fire your weapon!" | |
| " Yes sir" | |
| gunshot | |
| " I found love on a prison ship..." repeating | |
| " She' s dead Lent, just how we wanted it. Great." | |
| " Just how we wanted it laughing" | |
| " You shot the s out her Lent. I' m proud of you. Go home |
| zuò cí : El P | |
| I found love on a prison ship..." repeating | |
| " Number 247681Zed, step to the line" | |
| gunshot | |
| Cage: | |
| Two types of people in this world I recognize | |
| Conquered, and the one holding rifle next in line | |
| The crosshair in my eye, a vessel to god | |
| Decontaminated and kept you around in a hole in they yard | |
| Sailing cemetery seas after crew leaves and moves on | |
| You have no idea how right my head is screwed on | |
| When I wake up and put this suit on, I feel escape begin | |
| Expirations are needed, I facilitate the end | |
| ElP: | |
| There are two types of mornings mournings in this life I can surmise | |
| I wake early in the first to help supply the second type | |
| Technician of repetition clips and the numbers of tradition zips | |
| Little onerisk blunders that can summon one' s demise | |
| I know line and walk tall, soft, and punch a clockAin' t done | |
| I see the shelter and contrition, best to limit wagging tongues | |
| But today' s a confrontation with a thought that' s not assured | |
| She says she' s closer to my services and further from my world | |
| " I found love on a prison ship..." repeating | |
| ElP: | |
| Does this job ever bother you, darkly creep up in your conscious too? | |
| Cage: | |
| Nope, in fact I' m so enamored with this standard | |
| That being handed a commander, it' s almost romantic | |
| The lead giveth, I take it, if i didn' t understand it | |
| ElP: | |
| I' m saying during the tenure of your gig, have you ever heard of prisoner | |
| Despite the traitorous label, makes you nervous as a kid | |
| who May be beyond a date with the lead, maybe there' s something else meant for her | |
| A prisoner with the beauty of prisoner 247290Zed? | |
| Cage: | |
| Oh God, you gotta be joking, I get it she' s smoking | |
| Got get a taste, I' ll hold you down for thirty, she must be purty or open | |
| Your secret' s safe with me, go on a raping spree | |
| I gotta couple numbers of my own, just return the courtesy | |
| ElP: | |
| No, naw man, that' s actually not on my mind, naw, it' s different this time | |
| She' s a creature so sublime, and already be in line for the gun? | |
| And I' m the one to dispense it, She seem almost defenseless | |
| And her eyes have the surprising effect of rendering me restless | |
| " You know, you look really pretty without handcuffs on | |
| Without the dirt on your face..." | |
| Like the prison stench of the huddled traitors evaporates from the room | |
| And in that moment I can see her truly, and she can see me too | |
| Beneath the body armor and weaponry, my heart quietly thumps and whispers | |
| " Drop the guns and grab her, it' s time to make a run" | |
| Sitting in my transport as we slip through traffic veins | |
| She doesn' t ask me where we going, only holds my hand and gaze | |
| She' s my only reason now, and my only hope to live | |
| We pull up to the cabin way above this damn metropolis | |
| Me and prisoner 247290Zed | |
| Somewhere that is Soylent Green, we' re living life instead | |
| No more war traitorism, it' s only me and her | |
| She can clean my gun and I can help her clean the floor | |
| Back to something natural, we' ll live off the land | |
| When Radon levels drop we walk the trails and talk and laugh | |
| I tell her she' s innocent, and she' ll show me she' s not | |
| I kiss her number on her arm and lay her on the cot | |
| I' m the first to touch her without gloves on | |
| She' s the first to kiss me without crying | |
| Life before this was just dying | |
| Me and prisoner 247290Zed | |
| Away from all this violence, live inside each other' s head... repeating | |
| " Number 247290Zed, step to the line" | |
| " Dammit Lent, fire your weapon!" | |
| " Yes sir" | |
| gunshot | |
| " I found love on a prison ship..." repeating | |
| " She' s dead Lent, just how we wanted it. Great." | |
| " Just how we wanted it laughing" | |
| " You shot the s out her Lent. I' m proud of you. Go home |
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