Текст песни Lotion on Its Skin - Dog Fashion Disco

Lowered down in your hole
Buckets of nothings to eat
I give you my everything
Really what more do you need?

Spit it up and out
I'm bringing the hammer down
Give it up, no doubt
Time to twist and wring you out

I'll paint you a picture with my blood
It puts the lotion on its skin
Or else it gets the hose
Paradise once lost, the second coming in your eyes
These are such godless days
I'll drink to that
I'll drink to that

No horizon line or sunshine
Only a monkey on your back
Just coffin creaking echoes here and
The virgin Mary staring back
Weave a web to climb your way out
I'll be waiting to push you right back down
Give it up, no doubt
Twist your wrist and turn you out

I'll paint you a picture with my blood
It puts the lotion on its skin
Or else it gets the hose
Paradise once lost, the second coming in your eyes
These are such godless days
I'll drink to that
I'll drink to that

Gone baby gone
Just a bag of bones
Babies gones
And never coming home
Gone baby gone
Just a bag of bones
Babies gones
And never coming home

God I love that sound
When i'm drowning you out
Gotta love that sound
When i'm holding you down
God I love that sound
As i'm drowning you out
Gotta love that sound
When you're hitting the ground

I'll paint you a picture with my blood
It puts the lotion on its skin
Or else it gets the hose
Paradise once lost, the second coming in your eyes
These are such godless days
I'll drink to that
I'll drink to that

I'll paint you a picture with my blood
It puts the lotion on its skin
Or else it gets the hose
Paradise once lost, the second coming in your eyes
These are such godless days
I'll drink to that
I'll drink to that

You're never coming home
You're never coming home

Gone baby gone
Just a bag of bones
Babies gones
And never coming home
Gone baby gone
Just a bag of bones
Babies gones
And never coming home