I was toweled up to the waist while you were fresh from the confession The angry streets, they twisted up and billowed with the laughter Anyway I thought you burned the rags in some kind of primal fear And now the night is blue and red and they're tearing down the plaster
Hurricane laughter Hurricane laughter Tearing down the plaster Hurricane laughter Hurricane laughter Tearing down the plaster
And there is no connection available And there is no connection available And there is no connection available There is no connection available
So to the hills we fled while the evidence was weighing Eyes all shocking, blue, aloft and purple, serious Cities barking by the windows screaming to exist (Scream) Not without the muted mind of priesthood so imperious
Hurricane laughter Hurricane laughter Tearing down the plaster Hurricane laughter Hurricane laughter Tearing down the plaster Hurricane laughter Hurricane laughter Tearing down the plaster Hurricane laughter Laughter Hurricane laughter Tearing down the plaster
And there is no connection available And there is no connection available And there is no connection available And there is no connection available And there is no connection available And there is no connection available And there is no connection available And there is no connection available And there is no connection available And there is no connection available And there is no connection available There is no connection available
Compositores: Carlos Ramos O Connell (Carlos O Connell) (IMRO), Conor Patrick Curley (IMRO), Conor Patrick Deegan (Deego) (IMRO), Grian Alexander Chatten (IMRO), Thomas Patrick Coll (Tom Coll) (IMRO)Editor: Domino Publishing Company Ltd (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #21773755 em 14/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM