Letras:
Incubator

your arms are out to God And oh, they kill you when they talk Makes a mountain peak seem little when it's not Your incubator is so tight Your incubator

moth And I see that your arms are out to God And oh, they kill you when they talk It makes a mountain peak seem little when it's not Your incubator

Traducción: The Flaming Lips. Traça Na Incubadora.

Traducción: Incubadora. Os escolhidos são poucos.

Traducción: Incubadora. Sem título.

smarting human host Come bathe, cleanse and wash With livor mortis and dry rot... ...Lice and ticks... Flesh matted with hatching spawn Endo-parasites incubate

Sleepin' at the top, nightmares of the bottom Everybody wanna be fly til you swat 'em But who am I to talk? I ain't shittin' roses We in in the same picture

Walking alone tonight 'cause I've only got room for two Me and my burdened black heart, it's all we know how to do Yet I look for a bigger bang than the

Nightmare (Now your nightmare comes to life) Dragged ya down below Down to the devil's show To be his guest forever Peace of mind is less than never