paroles de chanson Picnic in the Jungle (Live) - The Residents
Afterwards,
it′s
like
a
dream
You
can't
remember
but
it
seems
To
stay
alive
inside
your
mind
And
prey
upon
your
leisure
time
It
happens
in
an
open
spot
The
air
is
sticky
and
it′s
hot
First
they
take
away
our
clothes
Then
they
lay
us
down
in
rows
A
cloud
appears
and
melts
away
The
flesh
of
some
while
others
stay
Machines
that
look
like
little
cars
Consume
the
bones
and
count
the
scars
In
a
place
that
no
one
knows
We
are
prisoners
of
those
That
no
one
sees
and
no
one
hears
But
everybody
hates
and
fears
Every
day
they
leave
a
tray
And
take
an
empty
one
away
On
the
tray
are
chicken
legs
Potato
salad
and
some
eggs
1 Intro (Live)
2 Lizard Lady (Live)
3 Semolina (Live)
4 Hello Skinny (Live)
5 Constantinople (Live)
6 Jailhouse Rock (Live)
7 Where Is She? (Live)
8 Picnic in the Jungle (Live)
9 Smelly Tongues (Live)
10 Eloise (Live)
11 Ship's a Goin' Down (Live)
12 Tourniquet of Roses (Live)
13 I Got Rhythm (Live)
14 Passing the Bottle (Live)
15 Monkey and Bunny (Live)
16 Theme for an American Tv Show (Live)
17 This Is a Man's Man's Man's World (Live)
18 Walter Westinghouse (Live)
19 Easter Woman (Live)
20 Amber (Live)
21 Red Rider (Live)
22 Die in Terror (Live)
23 The Coming of the Crow (Live)
24 Eva's Warning (Live)
25 The Big Bubble (Live)
26 Hop a Little (Live)
27 Cry for the Fire (Live)
28 Festival of Death (Live)
29 Kaw-Liga (Live)
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