Letra de My Murder, My Love
Well, I've spoke the name of the Lord in vain In gunpowder and flame And I've vomited slang in porcelain And then claimed it was champagneAnd I can rhyme silk with cigarettes I can rhyme Jack Daniels with triumph But no sentence I could spit could've shifted events In the back of that Plymouth reliantAnd philosophy is calculated To be worth its weight in air But the way you told me to fuck myself Well, the words had a certain flairI hope he fits the tux I am just a man in flux Let me clarify things with the way I strut So I can shout with my mouth shutMy murder, my love What were the cookies made of? My murder, my sweet What kind of pills did we eat?The machinery of lamps in the sky tonight Unfurl above electric lies of light C'mon, grip me tight against the wall Where the cuss words, piss, and masterpiece fightI'm alive (Through the power of explosion) (Colt 45 and a busted Trojan) Motion is evidence of belief Especially with the world's most beautiful sloganApplause from the mannequins should be ignored Look for the harmony of pen and sword Statues of our heroes turn to dust We sing to snort the dust up off the floorI hope he fits the tux Even mountains are in flux Let us clarify things with the way we strut So we can shout with our mouths shutMy murder, my love What were the cookies made of? My murder, my sweet What kind of pills did we eat?