Текст песни: Bike (1) + перевод

Edison, I’ve fixed my glasses like new!

(Wishing coins well, off into the bad sleep well)

Edison, I’ve fixed my glasses like new!

(Wishing coins well, off into the bad sleep well)

Reaching to quiet the man made of metal and brick

(Sleeping in woman’s clothes, naked walls filling my eyes)

Kneading the knotted, cramped muscles; the head of a nut

(Holding my place in a necklace collection, voila!)

Scraping the hardened, dead mortar from under my nails

(Weeding out sounding like movies, why I’d rather read)

Sparring the volunteer flower, the beautiful guest

(Greetings, my God given name is Adam in love)

Edison, I’ve fixed my glasses like new!

(Wishing coins well, off into the bad sleep well)

Edison, I’ve fixed my glasses like new!

(Wishing coins well, off into the bad sleep well)

De (Ja) Vu, (Cats), clipped, (whis)kers

Open empty

You bring tears to my ever-dry eyes

Just because I’ve got poet head and write all the time

Doesn’t mean it’s all valor and vagina

What do you call a three-legged dog? Lucky

I’ve been an ex-president since the day I was born

I caught you looking like a barbed-wire fire escape

I am fresh dirt, grab your hoe and rake and shake the Earth

It was our idea first to put dead whales on the roadside

And turns our friends and family into cold hard cash

Physics of a bicycle, isn’t it remarkable?

I don’t know what it was

It was like, it was like why’s that sing so high

(You guys, uh, you play musical instruments?)

Physics of a bicycle, isn’t it remarkable

I’m gonna die of malnutrition

The dead dog, on the shoulder of 71

Here’s where the flies come in

This is where the flies come in

The dead dog, on the shoulder of 71

Here’s where the flies come in

This is where the flies come in

The fat man’s drenched hat crumpled in a shivering fist

He’s lost the whole house from around him

Every single shingle shattered into atoms

Only he remains, standing circumcised on torn earth

Where his living room once was stripped to his skin

With a wet hate in his right hand

Umbrella inverted and undressed

Stuffed in the top of a trash can

«Right as rain» spokes reach

Grabbing coats and poking pocket books

It’s dress is torn to one last spoke

It pours a sliding sheet of rain over the side, over the side

The cracked earth cow-skull dirt in a no-cloud blue sky capsule

Leaks out the ozone’s bald spot along with your brand new closed curtains

A dozen frozen roses and Cozmo, the thumbed cat

Two women walk up to a penny

One says, «oh look a penny.»

Then the other one says, «oh, it’s a lucky one.»

Then the one goes, «no it isn’t.»

And they both walk off

The dead dog, on the shoulder of 71

Here’s where the flies come in

This is where the flies come in

The dead dog, on the shoulder of 71

Here’s where the flies come in

This is where the flies come in

The dead dog, on the shoulder of 71

It’s not pixelated

It’s dead, it’s dead

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