Paroles de Back Door Epoque

Take me down to the intestine Where a question isn't worth the effort Where gravity replies a silent yes for you We still sniff the blood scent Big brother and crime news To cannibal instinct give vent We are nothing but flies on the window Tempting the clear glass to pass Too busy to see the answer right there The other shutter ain't shut Curiosity is a lot of work Where moozak grazes his cows And all of it sounds Like a sphincteric sugary white noise Meant to anesthetize That's why I thank you freud For the tail pipe I thank you ford Back door epoque Take me down to the intestine Where a question isn't worth the effort Where gravity replies a silent yes for you We still sniff the blood scent Big brother and crime news To cannibal instinct give vent We are nothing but flies on the window Tempting the clear glass to pass Too busy to see the answer right there The other shutter ain't shut Curiosity is a lot of work Where moozak grazes his cows And all of it sounds Like a sphincteric sugary white noise Meant to anesthetize That's why I thank you freud For the tail pipe I thank you ford Back door epoque Follow the crowd The river will bring you down In the tail pipe The sugar is brown The noise is white We are nothing but flies on the window Tempting the clear glass to pass Too busy to see the answer right there The other shutter ain't shut