Bettie Serveert

Bettie Serveert - black angel's death song songtekst

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The myriad choices of his fate 
Set themselves out upon a plate 
For him to choose 
What had he to lose 
Not a ghost bloodied country 
All covered with sleep 
Where the black angel did weep 
Not an old city street in the east 
Gone to choose 
And wandering's brother 
Walked on through the night 
With his hair in his face 
On a long splintered cut from the knife of G.T. 
The rally man's patter ran on through the dawn 
Until we said so long 
To his skull-shrill yell 
Shining brightly red-rimmed and 
Red-lined with the time 
Infused with the choice of the mind 
On ice skates scraping chunks 
From the bells 
Cut mouth bleeding razor's 
Forgetting the pain 
Antiseptic remains cool goodbye 
So you fly 
To the cozy brown snow of the east 
Gone to choose, choose again 
Sacrificials remains make it hard to forget 
Where you come from 
The stools of your eyes 
Serve to realize fame, choose again 
And roverman's refrain of the sacrilege recluse 
For the loss of a horse 
Went the bowels and a tail of a rat 
Come again, choose to go 
And if Epiphany's terror reduced you to shame 
Have your head bobbed and weaved 
Choose a side to be on 
If the stone glances off 
Split didactics in two 
Leave the colors of the mouse trails 
Don't scream, try between 
If you choose, if you choose, try to lose 
For the loss of remain come and start 
Start the game I che che che che I 
Che che ka tak koh 
Choose to choose 
Choose to choose, choose to go
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Copyrights:

Auteur: John Cale, Lou Reed

Componist: ?

Publisher: Brinkman Records

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1998

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: venus in furs (1998)

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