Devils Roof — текст песни (Throwing Muses)

I have two heads

Wheres the man, hes late

One burns, ones sky

Wheres the man, hes late

Im two headed one free one sticky



But is it freedom can burn?

Is sticky ever blue?

For instance wheres my husband?



This is what I need why I cant stay

God, this is the devil too bad hes late

I love the smell of beer

The smell of dar, the feel of dark, to feel the rug

To press the rug beneath me

A small party



But is it sinners can burn?

I hear we let them speak

For instance wheres my husband



If youre my husband I tell you something

Dance on the devils roof

Under a devils moon

I dont care and you dont move