Lazy Flies Lyrics

Song	Lazy Flies
Artist	Beck
Album	Mutations (International Version)
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	作词 : Beck
	Lazy flies all hovering above
	The magistrate, he puts on his gloves
	And he looks to the clouds, all pink and disheveled
	There must be some blueprints
	Some creed of the
	Devil inscribed in our minds
	A hideous game vanishes in thin air
	The vanity of slaves, who wants to be there?
	To sweep the debris, to harness dead-horses
	To ride in the sun, a life of confessions
	Written in the dust
	Out in the mangroves, the mynah birds cry
	In the shadows of sulfur, the trawlers drift by
	They're chewing dried meat
	A house of disrepute, the dust of opiates
	And syphilis patients on brochure vacations
	Fear has a glare that traps you like searchlights
	The puritans stare their souls are fluorescent
	The skin of a robot vibrates with pleasure
	Matrons and gigolos carouse in the parlor
	Their hand-grenade eyes, invalid and blind
	A hideous game vanishes in thin air
	The vanity of slaves, who wants to be there?
	To sweep the debris, to harness dead horses
	To ride in the sun, a life of confessions
	Written in the dust
	La la laLa la la
	La la la...

	zuo ci : Beck
	Lazy flies all hovering above
	The magistrate, he puts on his gloves
	And he looks to the clouds, all pink and disheveled
	There must be some blueprints
	Some creed of the
	Devil inscribed in our minds
	A hideous game vanishes in thin air
	The vanity of slaves, who wants to be there?
	To sweep the debris, to harness deadhorses
	To ride in the sun, a life of confessions
	Written in the dust
	Out in the mangroves, the mynah birds cry
	In the shadows of sulfur, the trawlers drift by
	They' re chewing dried meat
	A house of disrepute, the dust of opiates
	And syphilis patients on brochure vacations
	Fear has a glare that traps you like searchlights
	The puritans stare their souls are fluorescent
	The skin of a robot vibrates with pleasure
	Matrons and gigolos carouse in the parlor
	Their handgrenade eyes, invalid and blind
	A hideous game vanishes in thin air
	The vanity of slaves, who wants to be there?
	To sweep the debris, to harness dead horses
	To ride in the sun, a life of confessions
	Written in the dust
	La la laLa la la
	La la la...

	zuò cí : Beck
	Lazy flies all hovering above
	The magistrate, he puts on his gloves
	And he looks to the clouds, all pink and disheveled
	There must be some blueprints
	Some creed of the
	Devil inscribed in our minds
	A hideous game vanishes in thin air
	The vanity of slaves, who wants to be there?
	To sweep the debris, to harness deadhorses
	To ride in the sun, a life of confessions
	Written in the dust
	Out in the mangroves, the mynah birds cry
	In the shadows of sulfur, the trawlers drift by
	They' re chewing dried meat
	A house of disrepute, the dust of opiates
	And syphilis patients on brochure vacations
	Fear has a glare that traps you like searchlights
	The puritans stare their souls are fluorescent
	The skin of a robot vibrates with pleasure
	Matrons and gigolos carouse in the parlor
	Their handgrenade eyes, invalid and blind
	A hideous game vanishes in thin air
	The vanity of slaves, who wants to be there?
	To sweep the debris, to harness dead horses
	To ride in the sun, a life of confessions
	Written in the dust
	La la laLa la la
	La la la...

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