Представляем точный текст композиции "Sleeping With Your Devil Mask" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Robyn Hitchcock . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Sleeping With Your Devil Mask» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Robyn Hitchcock передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Robyn Hitchcock - "Sleeping With Your Devil Mask"
Lyrics to Sleeping With Your Devil Mask : I see the birdies in the trees I see the fishes in the seas And perching on the garden wall I see the man that made it all I see the sand, I see the stones I see right through into your bones Your skeleton can dance all night And caper neath the swaying light Sleeping with your devil mask Is all I want to do And when I stop it means Im through with you Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah So welcome Mr. Dennis Forbes Whos brought along his perspex orbs And they are full of leather peas That rattle like a slow disease Ive got to have a nasty thought Because of all the stuff I bought From sultry Mr. Gareth Hobbes Who does a load of useless jobs And in the chapel after lunch They used to cluster in a bunch Sleeping with your devil mask Is all I wanna do And when I stop it means Im through with you Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah Its all compulsion, theres no choice My mothers second name is Joyce And once when she was very young She saw a cellist being hung Thirteen men with long black heads All came and stood around her bed And when the morning light came in She saw their heads had all caved in Their rotting brains fell to the floor And crawled away towards the door Sleeping with your Devil mask Is all I wanna do And when I stop it means Im through with you Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah The organism rapes itself (Sleeping with your devil mask) And then gives birth upon the shelf (Sleeping with your devil mask) And over where the magpie struts (Sleeping with your devil mask) A flower billows from my guts (Sleeping with your devil mask) Some things go in some things go out And next time round Ill be a trout [ Sleeping With Your Devil Mask Lyrics ]
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