Suck the Blood from My Wound-Ezra Furman

[00:00.000] 作词 : Ezra Furman [00:01.000] 作曲 : Ezra Furman [00:26.67]I woke up bleeding in the crock of a tree [00:30.19]TV blaring on the wall above the coffee machine [00:33.90]Car wash waiting room outside Pasadena [00:37.22]I'm sitting waiting for my deus ex machina [00:41.23]And I'm forever changed by this chemical burn [00:45.30]Skin on my fingers peeling, making way for my new form [00:49.30]I grip the steering wheel and picture my angel [00:52.99]Climbing out the hospital window [00:55.80]Leaving tubes in a tangle [01:05.07]Blood on my angel's lips blends in with his make up [01:08.26]He's off the premises before his brain's had time to wake up [01:11.91]Peeling off bandages to unfold his wings [01:15.46]The doctors said they'd have to stay on for another three weeks [01:19.62]**** it baby, let 'em bruise, let 'em break [01:23.22]But bleed, let 'em bleed [01:31.81]I'm doing ninety, got to get there and hold him [01:34.78]If we can make it across the state line then baby, we're golden [01:38.79]Let the law pronounce its' petty assertions [01:42.25]They've been outsmarted by a couple of urchins [01:46.17]And they hurt you bad, man [01:48.23]They hurt me too [01:50.02]But I'm not about to sit here and watch as they [01:52.94][01:59.87][03:44.50]Suck the blood from my wound [01:55.61]They suck the blood from my wound [02:08.14]Ohh man [02:22.72]Wrap half the money in your hospital garment [02:25.58]We'll stash the rest inside the red Camero's secret compartment [02:30.02]Even the deepest wounds will heal over time [02:33.11]I'll run my fingers over your scars and yours over mine [02:37.40]They'll never find us if we turn off our phones [02:41.15]We're off the grid, we're off our meds [02:43.22]We're finally out on our own [02:45.25]Now I see colour coming back in your cheeks [02:48.74]Angel, don't fight it [02:50.07]To them you know we'll always be freaks [02:54.33]To them we'll always be freaks [02:58.54]We'll always [03:07.71]Park for the night north west of Baton Rouge [03:11.44]Across the parking lot you're stretching the one wing you can move [03:15.37]I let you walk as long as fear will allow [03:19.08]I never loved you more than I love you now [03:22.69]And then we're back on the road before the sun's even up [03:26.61]We're making time, we're making progress [03:29.20]But progress towards what? [03:30.79]Your fallen feathers fill up two shopping bags [03:34.56]The future's breathing down the neck of the past [03:37.86]And the sun throws a ****-eating shine on the moon [03:41.18]And I'm not about to wait for them to come [04:34.20]A plague on both your houses