Peacock Skeleton With Crooked Feathers Lyrics
| Song | Peacock Skeleton With Crooked Feathers |
| Artist | The Blood Brothers |
| Album | Crimes |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Blood Brothers | |
| If the sea shakes like an empty maraca | |
| I know I know I know I know | |
| and she falls in love with the sounds of ships sinking? | |
| I know I know I know I know | |
| Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? | |
| If the heavens part and nobody, nowhere, nothing, | |
| every apartment is vacant, every home for rent? | |
| Hey Peacock? | |
| What's that? | |
| I just want to know what your feathers are made out of. | |
| Is it bruises or roses or cradles or coffins? (It's all those!) | |
| Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? | |
| If your friends are all cripple, all wither, all wilt, | |
| I know (x4) | |
| and you smile at their pain on your angel bone stilts. | |
| I know (x4) | |
| Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? | |
| If the brick you throw puts a bullet in your skull | |
| and a police boot lands atop your gaping jaw? | |
| Hey Peacock? | |
| What's that? | |
| I just wanna know what the babies mouth is full of. | |
| Is it flies or cries or straw? | |
| Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? | |
| Which peacock's police? Which peacock is thief? | |
| If machine guns come knock, knock, knocking | |
| Who's cashing out your bad luck? | |
| If wedding bells sound like death knells baby | |
| is a wealthy groom worth all this gloom? | |
| If tuxedos slither off corpses | |
| and copulate wild on wedding cake | |
| and the priest starts snapping photos? | |
| There's a peacock on your shoulder | |
| pole dancing around your neck | |
| while reciting the Book of Revelation. | |
| So who do you love? | |
| Who do you trust when your friends take a match to your front lawn? | |
| A panicked face makes the peacock proud. | |
| So who do you love? Who do you trust? | |
| Who do you kill when your senator drags out your first born? | |
| A panicked face makes the peacock proud. | |
| If the forests turn to static and the gnarled branches, too? | |
| I know (x4) | |
| Your body starts to fall into a concrete tutu? | |
| I know (x4) | |
| which peacock is beast? which peacock is priest? | |
| If you strike for better wages at the cola factory | |
| and they drink champagne as they kick in your teeth? | |
| Hey Peacock? | |
| What's that? | |
| I just wanna know what his blood tasted like. | |
| Was it like sugar or vinegar or whiskey or dirt? (It's all those!) | |
| Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? | |
| If machine guns come knock, knock, knocking | |
| Who's cashing out your bad luck? | |
| If wedding bells sound like death knells baby | |
| is a wealthy groom worth all this gloom? | |
| If tuxedos slither off corpses | |
| and copulate wild on wedding cake | |
| and the priest starts snapping photos? | |
| There's a peacock on your shoulder | |
| pole dancing around your neck | |
| while reciting the Book of Revelation. | |
| Things are never what they seem, the peacocks static melodies. | |
| So who do you love? | |
| Who do you trust when your friends take a match to your front lawn? | |
| A panicked face makes the peacock proud. | |
| So who do you love? Who do you trust? | |
| Who do you kill when your senator drags out your first born? | |
| A panicked face makes the peacock proud. |
| zuo qu : Blood Brothers | |
| If the sea shakes like an empty maraca | |
| I know I know I know I know | |
| and she falls in love with the sounds of ships sinking? | |
| I know I know I know I know | |
| Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? | |
| If the heavens part and nobody, nowhere, nothing, | |
| every apartment is vacant, every home for rent? | |
| Hey Peacock? | |
| What' s that? | |
| I just want to know what your feathers are made out of. | |
| Is it bruises or roses or cradles or coffins? It' s all those! | |
| Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? | |
| If your friends are all cripple, all wither, all wilt, | |
| I know x4 | |
| and you smile at their pain on your angel bone stilts. | |
| I know x4 | |
| Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? | |
| If the brick you throw puts a bullet in your skull | |
| and a police boot lands atop your gaping jaw? | |
| Hey Peacock? | |
| What' s that? | |
| I just wanna know what the babies mouth is full of. | |
| Is it flies or cries or straw? | |
| Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? | |
| Which peacock' s police? Which peacock is thief? | |
| If machine guns come knock, knock, knocking | |
| Who' s cashing out your bad luck? | |
| If wedding bells sound like death knells baby | |
| is a wealthy groom worth all this gloom? | |
| If tuxedos slither off corpses | |
| and copulate wild on wedding cake | |
| and the priest starts snapping photos? | |
| There' s a peacock on your shoulder | |
| pole dancing around your neck | |
| while reciting the Book of Revelation. | |
| So who do you love? | |
| Who do you trust when your friends take a match to your front lawn? | |
| A panicked face makes the peacock proud. | |
| So who do you love? Who do you trust? | |
| Who do you kill when your senator drags out your first born? | |
| A panicked face makes the peacock proud. | |
| If the forests turn to static and the gnarled branches, too? | |
| I know x4 | |
| Your body starts to fall into a concrete tutu? | |
| I know x4 | |
| which peacock is beast? which peacock is priest? | |
| If you strike for better wages at the cola factory | |
| and they drink champagne as they kick in your teeth? | |
| Hey Peacock? | |
| What' s that? | |
| I just wanna know what his blood tasted like. | |
| Was it like sugar or vinegar or whiskey or dirt? It' s all those! | |
| Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? | |
| If machine guns come knock, knock, knocking | |
| Who' s cashing out your bad luck? | |
| If wedding bells sound like death knells baby | |
| is a wealthy groom worth all this gloom? | |
| If tuxedos slither off corpses | |
| and copulate wild on wedding cake | |
| and the priest starts snapping photos? | |
| There' s a peacock on your shoulder | |
| pole dancing around your neck | |
| while reciting the Book of Revelation. | |
| Things are never what they seem, the peacocks static melodies. | |
| So who do you love? | |
| Who do you trust when your friends take a match to your front lawn? | |
| A panicked face makes the peacock proud. | |
| So who do you love? Who do you trust? | |
| Who do you kill when your senator drags out your first born? | |
| A panicked face makes the peacock proud. |
| zuò qǔ : Blood Brothers | |
| If the sea shakes like an empty maraca | |
| I know I know I know I know | |
| and she falls in love with the sounds of ships sinking? | |
| I know I know I know I know | |
| Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? | |
| If the heavens part and nobody, nowhere, nothing, | |
| every apartment is vacant, every home for rent? | |
| Hey Peacock? | |
| What' s that? | |
| I just want to know what your feathers are made out of. | |
| Is it bruises or roses or cradles or coffins? It' s all those! | |
| Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? | |
| If your friends are all cripple, all wither, all wilt, | |
| I know x4 | |
| and you smile at their pain on your angel bone stilts. | |
| I know x4 | |
| Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? | |
| If the brick you throw puts a bullet in your skull | |
| and a police boot lands atop your gaping jaw? | |
| Hey Peacock? | |
| What' s that? | |
| I just wanna know what the babies mouth is full of. | |
| Is it flies or cries or straw? | |
| Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? | |
| Which peacock' s police? Which peacock is thief? | |
| If machine guns come knock, knock, knocking | |
| Who' s cashing out your bad luck? | |
| If wedding bells sound like death knells baby | |
| is a wealthy groom worth all this gloom? | |
| If tuxedos slither off corpses | |
| and copulate wild on wedding cake | |
| and the priest starts snapping photos? | |
| There' s a peacock on your shoulder | |
| pole dancing around your neck | |
| while reciting the Book of Revelation. | |
| So who do you love? | |
| Who do you trust when your friends take a match to your front lawn? | |
| A panicked face makes the peacock proud. | |
| So who do you love? Who do you trust? | |
| Who do you kill when your senator drags out your first born? | |
| A panicked face makes the peacock proud. | |
| If the forests turn to static and the gnarled branches, too? | |
| I know x4 | |
| Your body starts to fall into a concrete tutu? | |
| I know x4 | |
| which peacock is beast? which peacock is priest? | |
| If you strike for better wages at the cola factory | |
| and they drink champagne as they kick in your teeth? | |
| Hey Peacock? | |
| What' s that? | |
| I just wanna know what his blood tasted like. | |
| Was it like sugar or vinegar or whiskey or dirt? It' s all those! | |
| Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? | |
| If machine guns come knock, knock, knocking | |
| Who' s cashing out your bad luck? | |
| If wedding bells sound like death knells baby | |
| is a wealthy groom worth all this gloom? | |
| If tuxedos slither off corpses | |
| and copulate wild on wedding cake | |
| and the priest starts snapping photos? | |
| There' s a peacock on your shoulder | |
| pole dancing around your neck | |
| while reciting the Book of Revelation. | |
| Things are never what they seem, the peacocks static melodies. | |
| So who do you love? | |
| Who do you trust when your friends take a match to your front lawn? | |
| A panicked face makes the peacock proud. | |
| So who do you love? Who do you trust? | |
| Who do you kill when your senator drags out your first born? | |
| A panicked face makes the peacock proud. |
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