Muph & Plutonic - Silence the Sirens lyrics
[Muph & Plutonic - Silence the Sirens lyrics]
"Cause you can never go home anymore
Listen"
She whistles when she speaks
Got the high pitch shrieks
Sends sex signals to the rhythm of the beat
In an instant the symphony of a bittersweet
Intricately placed vocal tone
That overthrows resistance
Intimately seduced by the red juice of
Bruce upon her thick lips
Drawn towards the pool of this enriched list
To think quick - it's just not an option
Fingertips reach out for the
Satin sheet soft skin
Locked in, mesmerized by her leather thighs
And her gentle eyes
Topspin pebbles peddle across the lost sea
She sit's perched amongst the rocks
Part of her prophecy and I'm a comedy act
Entrapped within her odyssey
Her oddities begin to bear through
I'm like the scared youth prepared
To mute the commuters
Confused, consuming the coopers
A part of a music's movement
Pays attention to grooming
Tuning the pitchfork
Vibrating through your pride to lift doors
And flip your focus, drink your dosage
They keep asking how the heartstrings survive
After constant strumming and dumbing
Down our lives
Wondering about the fun it brings when we fly
"Cause you can never go home anymore"
As the notes in her vocals
Drift she's got me
"Never can go home anymore"
As the notes in her vocals
Drift she's got me
"Cause you can"
She smells like the fuel in my car and her
Touch is kind of cold and sharp, she
Feels like the top of the moon
Tastes like poison, distorts the view
She'll serenade all of you and walk through
The fort around your portaloo
There's more to what meets the eye of
This messed up corkscrew
Twisting along the tracks that
Stand before you
It's the peer pressure I spread on thick
And it ain't clear weather
When the fingers click
Can't help but pay attention
To the infectious itch she's a sexy bitch
Wondering will she let me live
Many get caught in the mix
Looking forward to a fix
An assortment of tricks
Which - slip underneath the sleeve
She's got something we never had
But now we need
"Cause you can never go home anymore"
She's guns, money, sex and cocaine
Blue fuel, cigarettes and propane
Green, yellow, red light campaign
Quick moving, never choosing the slow lane
"Cause you can never go home anymore
Listen"
Listen"
She whistles when she speaks
Got the high pitch shrieks
Sends sex signals to the rhythm of the beat
In an instant the symphony of a bittersweet
Intricately placed vocal tone
That overthrows resistance
Intimately seduced by the red juice of
Bruce upon her thick lips
Drawn towards the pool of this enriched list
To think quick - it's just not an option
Fingertips reach out for the
Satin sheet soft skin
Locked in, mesmerized by her leather thighs
And her gentle eyes
Topspin pebbles peddle across the lost sea
She sit's perched amongst the rocks
Part of her prophecy and I'm a comedy act
Entrapped within her odyssey
Her oddities begin to bear through
I'm like the scared youth prepared
To mute the commuters
Confused, consuming the coopers
A part of a music's movement
Pays attention to grooming
Tuning the pitchfork
Vibrating through your pride to lift doors
And flip your focus, drink your dosage
They keep asking how the heartstrings survive
After constant strumming and dumbing
Down our lives
Wondering about the fun it brings when we fly
"Cause you can never go home anymore"
As the notes in her vocals
Drift she's got me
"Never can go home anymore"
As the notes in her vocals
Drift she's got me
"Cause you can"
She smells like the fuel in my car and her
Touch is kind of cold and sharp, she
Feels like the top of the moon
Tastes like poison, distorts the view
She'll serenade all of you and walk through
The fort around your portaloo
There's more to what meets the eye of
This messed up corkscrew
Twisting along the tracks that
Stand before you
It's the peer pressure I spread on thick
And it ain't clear weather
When the fingers click
Can't help but pay attention
To the infectious itch she's a sexy bitch
Wondering will she let me live
Many get caught in the mix
Looking forward to a fix
An assortment of tricks
Which - slip underneath the sleeve
She's got something we never had
But now we need
"Cause you can never go home anymore"
She's guns, money, sex and cocaine
Blue fuel, cigarettes and propane
Green, yellow, red light campaign
Quick moving, never choosing the slow lane
"Cause you can never go home anymore
Listen"