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B is for A Bullet on the Water (an ode to Deep Cotton)

*This is what happens when you spend the day with DEEP COTTON [click for link] on repeat. Then, while standing for a taxi, some shmoe's cigarette smoke whistled in my direction. I already have a lung problem, now second hand smoke? I don't think so.

Stand behind the dragon but i still felt his breath.
It's the second hand killing that i know is the best.
It's the sulfur in his breath, the methane in his eyes.
It's the sickness that I pardon, so I can feel the lies.

Stand behind the dragon, does he know that i'm there?
At this point of our existence, does he care if i care?
Put a bullet on the water, see how it runs!
I WILL CATCH IT WITH THESE FINGERS, MAKE IT A GUN!

Let him breath, let him breath
Let him hear me cough.
Let him beg, let him beg
But it won't be enough

Put a bullet on the water, see how it runs!
I WILL CATCH IT WITH THESE FINGERS, MAKE IT A GUN!


Let him turn his gaze toward me; doesn't he know?
That what is on my chest will soon within him explode?
So sorry for you dragon, but it's time to die
Say goodnight to all the creatures, kiss them goodbye.


Let him breath, let him breath
Let him hear me cough.
Let him beg, let him beg
But it won't be enough

Put a bullet on the water, see how it runs!
I WILL CATCH IT WITH THESE FINGERS, MAKE IT A GUN!

30/11/2012
Tracy j H

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  1. zigDecember 2, 2012 at 7:33 AM

    I sang this to the tune of their song

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    1. tracy jDecember 2, 2012 at 8:06 AM

      iLol. i WROTE this with them in my head. oh the joyness [not actual word]

      pax

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