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Текст: Hole. The First Session. Turpentine.




It'll come down and look you in the eye

The way you're gonna go with no place to die

My water breaks like turpentine

I sit dead in the sacrifice

You get to watch, you get to watch

Now you get to watch me die

Bless my body and bless my soul

Wrap it in turpentine

I see you standing, whatever for?

All the lads know I like it cold and raw

Who really knows where the ruby rides?

I see all the sick reflections in your ruby eyes

And I know all you devils by your Christian names

And I know all you bitches by your Christian names

You get to watch, I get to watch

Now I get to watch you die

Bless my body and bless my soul

Wrap it in turpentine

Acrid, syphilic coteries

Put your head up over your legs

Count backwards from infinity

Eat the rose and the dirt it grows in


They don't even know what hole that's supposed to go in

And now you're mad and you're slapping me

It stinks up here in the junkie tree

You get to watch, you get to watch

Now you get to watch me die

Bless my body and bless my soul

Wrap it in turpentine

Acrid, syphilic coteries

Put your legs up over your head

I've been walking to your suicide

See the human hometown suicide

I've ceased to exist on the Christmas list

I've ceased to exist in your disease

I lie right down, baby, give it to me

I lie right down

Nowhere to walk, backwards, forwards

Nowhere to walk, backwards, forwards

Nowhere to walk, backwards, forwards

Nowhere to walk, backwards, forwards

Nowhere to walk, black was gold

Nowhere...