Black Heart lyrics

Milk stain on your collar Call yourself punk, punk And Robeson sang to general strikers Wagner and Mayakovsy didn't need those amplifiers Hmm... those boys cooked without electricity Know what I mean Mr. Practicality? Mr. Stoppage? Mr. Insertongueupthebossesrear You said a mouthful of fear and you made a sound like a mouthful of pride. You said a headful of fear a brain reminiscent of that milk stain mentioned earlier Can you get me a voice like Vincent Price in a barrel of molasses Thanks, wrap, that up, I'll eat it later Like a blind main cans an ice cream. Like a deaf man who fates loudly in a crowded bar Got it all over his face like a child Shameless Didn't know any better Like I was faithfully yours a black heart beating out the dark