At the Drive-In - Chanbara lyrics
[At the Drive-In - Chanbara lyrics]
Kiss me with the lisp of your shrapnel caress
Lost this arm, lost this leg
Lost a diving board
A belly flopped proposal of let's be friends
Tour de force, tour de force de facto
Ayachuco, Ayachuco, Ayachuco
Prosthetic, prosthetic, prosthetic blemish
Necro is the Velcro on the charred appendage
Cauterize solder gun in the melting of seeds
Oh, dear god, what a tangled web we weave
Tour de force, tour de force de facto
Ayachuco, Ayachuco, Ayachuco
All we are are failed attempts
Propelled by stilt leg presidents
Incarcerate the mason fence like flechettes
Flechettes, flechettes
I'm not biting the lead
My pencil's broken again
We will fill in the blanks so
You can cheat off your
Flechettes, flechettes
I'm not biting the lead
My pencil's broken again
We will fill in the blanks so
I can cheat off your
Tour de force, tour de force de facto
Ayachuco, Ayachuco
Uh, huh, uh huh, uh huh uh huh
Uh uh, uh huh, uh huh, uh uh uh
Uh, huh, uh uh, uh huh uh, uh
Tour de force, tour de force de facto
Ayachuco, Ayachuco, Ayachuco
All we are are failed attempts
Propelled by stilt leg presidents
Incarcerate the mason fence like flechettes