The Mars Volta : Tremulant EP
Les paroles
1. CUT THAT CITY
Neonecropopulace has no reflection
Neocaeczaristic phallic ruins
Just east of the rival denial the techs are breathing
Welcome to this neotokyo
Gridlocks will warn the chromlech alarm
Bouquet of cuticles
Landscape tantrums
Tramontane torching the tramontane
I've heard the mumbling of citadels shifting on the richter scale
The alleys will flow
Marble intercourse
Roil the pantheon of subterfuge
Tramontane torching the tramontane
This marabout isn't untouchable
Indentured by servitude
Neoinfidels Let's plug them in
Neopolygraphic Trip chords
Centrocircuiphobia the fallacy
Welcome to neotokyo
Tore the wings off seraphin,
fed them to the anglophiles
In this stag cabaret
the bark of buildings surged
through the whipping volt adobe.
Go to the lexicon you sluggard if you will.
2. CONCERTINA
In denial
Who will come clean all the ravenous debris ?
In disguise
Sideswiped by penance cerecloth sentencing
This scapegrace will pay my barking harangue
Are you listening ?
On the 14th you stole what hasn't grown old
In denial
File this under a bridge that he can't leave
Will those shadows glare
From that blank-rimmed stare
In a vacancy hush ?
Aunque me dejaste ahogado en el mar
Acuestate en la tierra
De la realidad de tu sueño
Manos me recuerdo
Solamente a ti te odio
Yo ya me voy
In denial
Who will clean up all this ravenous debris ?
In denial
File this under a bridge that he can't leave
And the storyville sawbones couldn't fill
The prescription to mend
All the broken wills in the white lie ward
Don't you pretend
Tangled in thorns
To walk unborn
And this debt will collect
All the sickness that is left
Suddenly drives up
Sentencing valley
Count all the handshakes
Syringe overflows
Tangled in thorns
To walk unborn
And this debt will collect
All the sickness that you've set
And this debt will collct
All the sickness that is left
And this debt...
3. EUNUCH PROVOCATEUR
The Al-Sirat hides
Behind a wardrobe of eunuchs
Seconds collide
Till the padisha scandal
The cauldrons have eyes
By way of racket and vice
A brothel's bedpan
Filled with demimonde lice
Dethroned by the comatorium
De-loused in the comatorium
The-Al Sirat hides
Behind a wardrobe of eunuchs
Seconds collide
Till the padisha scandal
Tribunals installed
Now that the provoste has been de-frocked
The labefaction is venal
My how these tricks turn themselves
In the wake of the inquisition
Limbless answers inoculated
I've caught mono bobbing for barbed wire
These nasty sores of ataxia
Will feel the sting of the opiate copulation
The Al-Sirat hides
Behind a wardrobe of eunuchs
Seconds collide
Till the padisha scandal
The Al-Sirat hides
Bbehind a wardrobe of eunuchs
Seconds collide
Till the padisha scandal
The Al-Sirat hides...
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