: Caracola loca ven, con la tizne al historial, palidezco en el alcanfor en cencerros del altar. Duermevela de limon, de vinagre en el festin, tu ya
Caracola loca ven, con la tizne al historial, palidezco en el alcanfor en cencerros del altar. Duermevela de limon, de vinagre en el festin, tu ya vuelves
I've learned a few things in my life about snails They don't care for salt and they leave icky trails It's pretty darn hard to tell one from the udder
the toothless kiss of skeletons and the summer hail I'm the king of nails I drink my liquor from the palm of a child who spoke in tongues and smelled
Voiceover: "Here's a little number I thought you should know. It has snails in it so it goes kind of slow. It's called 'Six.'" 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 snails
Here comes a snail Oh whoa what a snail You are the king of the garden Taking a nap under my hydrangea Dreaming of rainy days Taking a walk from the door
Be drawn to what's wrong and believe everyone go ahead touch your nose & off you go up and run And now comes yet another the next dose of real freedom
Nico, take it slow Show me that you care And love's not just a flare on my sleeve Sleep well, I pray that cardboard boxes, Set the perfect stage. 'Cause
un jour dans sa grande maison un original pas normal decide de laisser la boisson pour etudier le monde animal il se fait un grand elevage d'escargots
[bonus track] Voices whisper in my ear They take me so far away Take away my fear Make it disappear Everything I ve ever wanted to know I thought by
I'm circling around you We're headed for the starlight in the meantime I love your spiral hair That you remove and lay it there around me Sometimes the
The Wind Blows After Dark And Then Goes My Heart I Never Wanted This To Start Forever Haunted By The Dark The Wind Comes In The Wind Comes In Here He
Spiral staircase goin' down Paint your body red and brown On our knees, we'll feast on the sex show Spiral staircase! Spiral staircase Greasy haircuts
Is it enough to grow old? Is there enough to go around? To have a box in my snailhead? I don't know Is there enough to grow old? Is it enough to have
Legless love and spider love Webless love and fragrant mud Caked in birds, cased in words I buried your hair in a bed of swords I buried your legs in
The office party was fine Quite fun till quarter past nine Then you came to And things got right out of hand All eyes and arms and mouth and So close,
A sublime gesture from an insane mind Majestic fairy spreads her wings to fly Levitation takes my blues away I see her sunrise bring another day, oh yeah
All your seven dreams Look close, son, and you'll believe As your things come undone See you are the only one Flower, seize the hour I did I wait Waiting
