Текст песни: The Concrete Cancer + перевод

I am bland, I am brand, I am mud

Asbestos in my fillings, balsamic in my blood

Jamie Oliver paellas in front of dancing on ice

Blinking burning baby starlings from the corners of our eyes

And the man from human resources? He looked pretty pleased

As he relayed the results from the biopsy of my dreams

And she’s snuffling up the bedbugs while I sweat though the sheets at night

Re-totting the glans those lips shivered over before she became my wife

And it’s the concrete cancer

That’s teething and breathing

You know what I say, darling — better to no end than nothing at all

That’s why you’ll see me smiling while I’m putting my head through the walls

Bury me in a bakelite bath

Ziplocked polystyrene organs in a polyester bag and

I’m a young man, an old man, a sick man, a soul

A milk tooth, a molar, an abscess, a hole

Now I’m nought-point-one bacteria doing laps of the toilet seat

My jowls let out a shiver with every pothole in the street

Do you look at your body and think it’s no wonder that you’re going nowhere,

friend?

Nope — not with that withered flagellum that’s spinning between your legs

It’s counting your friends that makes you lonely

We’re dying too fast but oh-too-slowly

The concrete cancer

Is teething and breathing

You know what I say, darling — better to no end than nothing at all

That’s why you’ll see me smiling while I’m putting my head through the walls

And it’s the concrete cancer

That’s teething and breathing

You know what I say, darling — better to no end than nothing at all

That’s why you’ll see me smiling while I’m putting my head through the walls

Through the walls!

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