Текст песни Port of Call - 7¢ Herm

Fresh off a wave, yeah that I did
They yell hooray
Yeah, the greatest here
Fuck on the bay, yeah before I dip

I asked you not to cut me off
I talk, you talk, we all involved
The fuck you mean you thought
We wouldn't make it past the curtain call
I'm cold to touch and leaden
I was cursed outside the Port of Call
Don't look, you'll need a souvenir
Don't think I was fool to fall
I viewed inside le porte de dieu
The light was just her calling card
They made their way to freedom
From the battlefields of Stalingrad
Don't think I won't just rush in
To the world to come
With swords and bards
And force my way to heaven
With four horses and a bodyguard
Protected by the common cause
The fire and a book of lore
Inside they call her queen
I call her Geneviève de Beauregard
I reinforced the fortress wall
The beam, a brick, the boulevard
A fortune don't mean nothing
If I lose me in the overhaul
Said meet her at the Port of Call
I dialed her back
I missed her call
I'm looking for an answer
Not a dancer in a waterfall
From New Orleans to Montréal
The voodoo queen
The son of Saul
The way I speak a verse
It's like a passage from the protocol
But be off de Gaulle with Mal
And Sumo wanna see Nepal
So I can't kick the bucket
If I do, they might just wipe me off
The face of earth
Returned to dirt
It's ruins in my place of birth
The first to leave the perch
And take a vessel full of introverts
To newer heights, to reunite
To catch a star or meteorite
I love to catch a subtle wind
They love a star in media, right?
It's nothing really free in sight
The cost of death
The fee of life
The key to open doors
And a sea cross to see his wife
But she be at the port of call
He thinking she and Herm involved
But we be burning ferns
Tryna figure out how we evolved
It's such a mystery to solve
But I just keep on keeping on
I made it to the castle keep
And took a leap, a fleeting fall
A simple song, a sinful psalm
A solemn swear to keep with god
If ever I fall victim to the system
Send me out a card
I promise to get back to you
My back just up against the wall
And I don't which way to turn
I ain't concerned, I'm just awol
This might just be the final brawl
The catacombs, the cabin boy
Now captain of the catalyst
He catapult the cannonball
Cross capitals and canonicals
I love to see that banner fall
A phantom ghost
They banter on
But I'm just at the Port of Call
I never brought a mortal
Through this portal
All my brothers gods
And Fredo just got off my line
He told me I was chosen dog
We often choking potent
Cause we coping, coasting, closing off
They shut the door and folded arms
Then folded up, no foe could harm
The god body
No foe could harm the god body