The Brothel

Purple pavement
 Crookfingers knocking on windows without souls
 Bodies are swinging from rooftops and poles
 Howling through hollows
 Restless nights and one night cheap hotels
 Oh, I'm only drifting to always come back
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 And I search for something
 Oh, whatever I don't really care
 Driving with their lights off they can be anywhere
 Rolling down their windows
 Open card with open mouths
 Golden teeth and golden cars
 You cover your eyes, you cover your mouth, you cover your ears
 Still you follow my trail
 I'll do it all, I'll do whatever you say, God has left me anyway
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 Love I laid in payment
 Stars with stains and heaven and afterglow
 Beneath the ashes of echoes buried alive
 They are howling through hollows
 Once we share their temple of our arms
 Now our heads are hung up on walls
 We are ruins within ruins
 On every corner a gladiator is begging for another century
 When no one cut your tongue to know nothing and to know it all
 To be both the animal and god
 You cover your eyes, you cover your mouth, you cover your ears
 Still you follow our trail
 We'll do it all, we'll do whatever you say, God has left us anyway
 You cover your eyes, you cover your mouth, you cover your ears
 Still you follow our trail
 We'll do it all, we'll do whatever you say, God has left us anyway
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 There are echoes in the garden is anybody listening
 There are echoes lost in the garden is anybody listening
 They whisper
 The ones who are only living are the ones who are only dying