Unknown Mortal Orchestra - Chronos Feasts On His Children lyrics
[Unknown Mortal Orchestra - Chronos Feasts On His Children lyrics]
Music of the crashing mopeds all around her
Painted with the burning
Powders of exotic funerals that surround her
Chronos feasts on his children
Like turning mango flesh
Will the trouble cease
When she pays off the police?
Infection filled my head
Like springtime flower beds
And evaporating trash pressure in the skull
Like leaking timber hull made
Dreams so wonderful
Chronos feasts on his children
Like turning mango flesh
Will the trouble cease
When she pays the pigs off?