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The Blood Brothers

God Bless You, Blood Thirsty Zeppelins

God Bless You, Blood Thirsty Zeppelins

(album: Burn Piano Island, Burn - 2003)

[Bullhorn:]
"Save the falsetto valentines for the black ice cube toast, for the filth roast."

[Classified:]
You know she looks so clinique
But when you think she's asleep
We're watching from inside the pilot's seat
Because unfortunately this Marylin Monroe is a secret Zeppelin
Whose sweat rains down napalm confetti on all
Black tie celebrations

[Bullhorn:]
Tear out your carnivorous toupee for the afro fire
Save your hors d'oeuvres for the boiling lobster choir

[Classified:]
You know she looks so vulnerable in that snakeskin shawl
But we're watching through her cut out eye holes

[Technique:]
And now we're flying over the past
And future butchered from out brains and left to rot
(God Bless you Bloodthirsty Zeppelins!)
And now we're flying over the television towers
Plastering the air with the filthy film of prayer
(God Bless you Bloodthirsty Zeppelins!)

We don't need a blueprint, we don't need a blue print
To burn our manuscripts naked and new
We don't need a blueprint, we don't need a blue print
The blue prints me, the blue prints you

[Classified:]
We'll build our engines from hyjacked hymans
Propellers churning in whispered fury
We'll pluck our bombs from the greased pouch of
Your presidents propaganda pupa louse

[Message received:]
"Honey I'll be home late, from the office today
Up to my neck in paperwork, yeah, my boss is such a jerk."

[Telephone wire:]
"Oh, yeah she bought the story and there's a motel nearby...
So show me your, show me your surrender face baby"

[Bullhorn:]
Unfortunately this Marylin Monroe is a secret Zeppelin
Set on a crash course with your cumshot museum
With the blowjob bunny mansion

[Technique:]
And now we're flying over the past
And future butchered from out brains and left to rot
(God Bless you Bloodthirsty Zeppelins!)
And now we're flying over the television towers
Plastering the air with the filthy film of prayer
(God Bless you Bloodthirsty Zeppelins!)

We don't need a blueprint, we don't need a blue print
The blue prints me, the blue prints you

[Technique:]
And now we're flying over factories
Manufacturing authentic memories
And now we're flying over the swamp that
Brews the biggest smiles, cackling teeth in piles

And now we're flying over the globe derobed
All the houses x-rayed all our thoughts exposed
And all the copyrighted memories in my head
Spill to the ground in a puddle of hungry lead
And as the traffic weaves human tapestries
We sing a chord to the frustration symphony
Unfortunately this Marylin...

[Classified:]
We'll build our engines from hyjacked hymans
Propellers churning in whispered fury
We'll pluck our bombs from the greased pouch of
Your presidents propaganda pupa louse

[Busy Intersection:]
Oh my God, the bombs, the bombs are falling!

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