Expresso Noir Lyrics
| Song | Expresso Noir |
| Artist | The Legendary Pink Dots |
| Album | The Maria Dimension |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ka-Spel, Knight, Pistoor ... | |
| Crushed in the corridor, swimming in smoke. Broken leg, aching head - | |
| tried polite conversation in braille. Broken French. Though my friend | |
| chews his garlic, he's dead from his head to his sandles. I tear at the | |
| handle and we came to a shuddering stop and we topple like dominoes, | |
| swallowed the hot tide of bread crumbs and cheap wine... The cavalry dived | |
| into action with batons... knives... they gave me a fine, ripped the shirt | |
| off my back, threw my case on the tracks - saw it smashed to a fragmented | |
| mess by the midnight express from Atlantis. OO-OO. A manifestation of pure | |
| liquid light. Never stops at the stations, it flies overnight as we crawl | |
| in a circle. The sinks overflow. All the windows are enclosed and the | |
| ape on my shoulder's overdosed. He rattles a can for some change then he | |
| rolls around, over in pain and wraps his legs around my ankles. I try to | |
| complain... All I want is a coffee and GET OFF THIS TRAIN! OO-OO. |
| zuo ci : KaSpel, Knight, Pistoor ... | |
| Crushed in the corridor, swimming in smoke. Broken leg, aching head | |
| tried polite conversation in braille. Broken French. Though my friend | |
| chews his garlic, he' s dead from his head to his sandles. I tear at the | |
| handle and we came to a shuddering stop and we topple like dominoes, | |
| swallowed the hot tide of bread crumbs and cheap wine... The cavalry dived | |
| into action with batons... knives... they gave me a fine, ripped the shirt | |
| off my back, threw my case on the tracks saw it smashed to a fragmented | |
| mess by the midnight express from Atlantis. OOOO. A manifestation of pure | |
| liquid light. Never stops at the stations, it flies overnight as we crawl | |
| in a circle. The sinks overflow. All the windows are enclosed and the | |
| ape on my shoulder' s overdosed. He rattles a can for some change then he | |
| rolls around, over in pain and wraps his legs around my ankles. I try to | |
| complain... All I want is a coffee and GET OFF THIS TRAIN! OOOO. |
| zuò cí : KaSpel, Knight, Pistoor ... | |
| Crushed in the corridor, swimming in smoke. Broken leg, aching head | |
| tried polite conversation in braille. Broken French. Though my friend | |
| chews his garlic, he' s dead from his head to his sandles. I tear at the | |
| handle and we came to a shuddering stop and we topple like dominoes, | |
| swallowed the hot tide of bread crumbs and cheap wine... The cavalry dived | |
| into action with batons... knives... they gave me a fine, ripped the shirt | |
| off my back, threw my case on the tracks saw it smashed to a fragmented | |
| mess by the midnight express from Atlantis. OOOO. A manifestation of pure | |
| liquid light. Never stops at the stations, it flies overnight as we crawl | |
| in a circle. The sinks overflow. All the windows are enclosed and the | |
| ape on my shoulder' s overdosed. He rattles a can for some change then he | |
| rolls around, over in pain and wraps his legs around my ankles. I try to | |
| complain... All I want is a coffee and GET OFF THIS TRAIN! OOOO. |
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