Them — текст песни (Jim Carroll)

They hit you with their papers when you`re living
on loan. They`re the ones who say nothing when you
answer the phone. You see them in the alleys when
you`re passing late at night, but you tell your friend
to check it and there`s no one in sight.
I never wanted it
I never asked for it
I surely didn`t sleep with them
If the phone rings, don`t answer it

Death is their only way to survive
The neck of Anubis strangled by wire

They hold their eyes in their fist
One is fire . . . one is ice
They roll them across the bed like some loaded dice

7 come 11 but I could not stay
I kissed her eyes on the sheets
I took a bus to yesterday

Their flesh is a cemetery, centuries old . . .
You are free as a lap dog
Just do what you`re told

They wear spandex and gloves
And feed on fetus flesh
They`re the fashion rage
Of the empirical age

But I never wanted them
Never asked for them
Didn`t sleep with them
Please don`t answer it

Death is their only way to get high
The neck of Anubis strangled by wire

They say, "I`ll live for your sins
If you will die for mine . . ."

I`ll summon the darkness
If you buy the wine

They`re all underage
Yet they`re a thousand years old

They make you feel so clever while you`re being sold