Dead Man's Float 歌词

歌曲	Dead Man's Float
歌手	Sage Francis
专辑	Copper Gone
下载	Image LRC TXT

	[Hook:]
	Go away, be extinct, disappear, float on
	Go away, be extinct, disappear, float on
	Go away, be extinct, disappear, float on
	Go away, be extinct, disappear, float on
	[Verse 1:]
	Yea as we walk through the valley of the shadow of death
	We shall fear no evil
	For we are the most evil mother******s in whatever valley we choose to occupy
	Gentrify, overtake or drunkenly speed through
	And it's we, the hitchhikers with tired thumbs
	Often greeted by middle fingers, imagery lingered as the tires spun (it's tiresome)
	Now conserve your energy and lay face-down in the waterways
	Seek guidance from the sirens calling out to you from those watery graves
	Bodies are on display, bloated and holding their crown jewels
	Instead of flotation devices, they decided the house rules didn't apply to them
	Got baptised in the name of Neptune and then died for him
	When the ice was thin, dead man's float for those who don't like to swim
	Don't fret cause help is on its way, it'll be here any day
	Just stay still and do nothing buddy, remain faithful, you're gonna be saved
	And when you meet your maker you can explain
	How there was a cemetery of support behind every wager that you placed
	All the chorus of every deceased beast that came before is sweetly saying
	"We all float down here and wait for riptide to sweep us away"
	To the valley of the shadow where we shall fear no evil
	For we are so cerebral, we, the ghost people
	With the poke of a needle, pop of a pill, we, the pole survivalists
	Holding onto the steeple like a lightning rod to show that we die for this
	It's been said "faith could move a mountain"
	Faith couldn't even move low-income families away from Biblical floods when they were all drowning
	There's not a doubt in my mind and there's not a cloud in the sky
	There’s just contaminated rivers filled with waterlogged subordinates floating on by
	Float on
	Swimming through iron limbs of the knighted stiffs
	The skeletal remains of false praise, the slow decay of yesterday's recycled gifts
	They're drowning in sorrow cause they pray with clenched fists
	Shamed by the broken promise of tomorrow, the guilt sticks to the ribs
	And it's ageless, and it's ancient, and it ain't *************t
	When compared to the present, so all hail the king
	While the paupers and peasants return to the so-called essence
	The war, the famine, the death, the pestilence
	Float on
	[Bridge:]
	Float on, float on
	Float on, float on
	[Verse 2:]
	As I proceed to finger the prints
	The worst of luck ain't always bestowed upon the old and weak
	We stick em, hahaha, stick em where the ocean's deep
	Go to sleep young one, have sweet dreams of someone
	That you'll never meet, but you'll speak of often whenever you talk in tongues
	The coffin comes in the form of a canoe, no paddle
	No info, no manual, live slow, don't be so quick to storm the castle
	That's survival kids, put an oxygen mask inside the tackle box
	Your limbs and abdomen will sense when the pressure of the cabin drops
	Shut up when the captain talks, the secret of the enlightened
	Is to preach against whatever it is they practice in the dark
	We're all born free, we die by the shackles we adopt
	Enjoy your buoyancy, right up until the very last drop
	The dead man's float, the deadpan joke
	The cold touch of a stranger, the left hand stroke
	There's no right hand man, the bedpan spill, the dead man's still
	Face-down in his own waste, while we chase
	A shadow in the gallows of the valley of death
	Where we shall fear no evil for as long as we can hold our breath
	Float on

	Hook:
	Go away, be extinct, disappear, float on
	Go away, be extinct, disappear, float on
	Go away, be extinct, disappear, float on
	Go away, be extinct, disappear, float on
	Verse 1:
	Yea as we walk through the valley of the shadow of death
	We shall fear no evil
	For we are the most evil mother s in whatever valley we choose to occupy
	Gentrify, overtake or drunkenly speed through
	And it' s we, the hitchhikers with tired thumbs
	Often greeted by middle fingers, imagery lingered as the tires spun it' s tiresome
	Now conserve your energy and lay facedown in the waterways
	Seek guidance from the sirens calling out to you from those watery graves
	Bodies are on display, bloated and holding their crown jewels
	Instead of flotation devices, they decided the house rules didn' t apply to them
	Got baptised in the name of Neptune and then died for him
	When the ice was thin, dead man' s float for those who don' t like to swim
	Don' t fret cause help is on its way, it' ll be here any day
	Just stay still and do nothing buddy, remain faithful, you' re gonna be saved
	And when you meet your maker you can explain
	How there was a cemetery of support behind every wager that you placed
	All the chorus of every deceased beast that came before is sweetly saying
	" We all float down here and wait for riptide to sweep us away"
	To the valley of the shadow where we shall fear no evil
	For we are so cerebral, we, the ghost people
	With the poke of a needle, pop of a pill, we, the pole survivalists
	Holding onto the steeple like a lightning rod to show that we die for this
	It' s been said " faith could move a mountain"
	Faith couldn' t even move lowincome families away from Biblical floods when they were all drowning
	There' s not a doubt in my mind and there' s not a cloud in the sky
	There' s just contaminated rivers filled with waterlogged subordinates floating on by
	Float on
	Swimming through iron limbs of the knighted stiffs
	The skeletal remains of false praise, the slow decay of yesterday' s recycled gifts
	They' re drowning in sorrow cause they pray with clenched fists
	Shamed by the broken promise of tomorrow, the guilt sticks to the ribs
	And it' s ageless, and it' s ancient, and it ain' t t
	When compared to the present, so all hail the king
	While the paupers and peasants return to the socalled essence
	The war, the famine, the death, the pestilence
	Float on
	Bridge:
	Float on, float on
	Float on, float on
	Verse 2:
	As I proceed to finger the prints
	The worst of luck ain' t always bestowed upon the old and weak
	We stick em, hahaha, stick em where the ocean' s deep
	Go to sleep young one, have sweet dreams of someone
	That you' ll never meet, but you' ll speak of often whenever you talk in tongues
	The coffin comes in the form of a canoe, no paddle
	No info, no manual, live slow, don' t be so quick to storm the castle
	That' s survival kids, put an oxygen mask inside the tackle box
	Your limbs and abdomen will sense when the pressure of the cabin drops
	Shut up when the captain talks, the secret of the enlightened
	Is to preach against whatever it is they practice in the dark
	We' re all born free, we die by the shackles we adopt
	Enjoy your buoyancy, right up until the very last drop
	The dead man' s float, the deadpan joke
	The cold touch of a stranger, the left hand stroke
	There' s no right hand man, the bedpan spill, the dead man' s still
	Facedown in his own waste, while we chase
	A shadow in the gallows of the valley of death
	Where we shall fear no evil for as long as we can hold our breath
	Float on

	Hook:
	Go away, be extinct, disappear, float on
	Go away, be extinct, disappear, float on
	Go away, be extinct, disappear, float on
	Go away, be extinct, disappear, float on
	Verse 1:
	Yea as we walk through the valley of the shadow of death
	We shall fear no evil
	For we are the most evil mother s in whatever valley we choose to occupy
	Gentrify, overtake or drunkenly speed through
	And it' s we, the hitchhikers with tired thumbs
	Often greeted by middle fingers, imagery lingered as the tires spun it' s tiresome
	Now conserve your energy and lay facedown in the waterways
	Seek guidance from the sirens calling out to you from those watery graves
	Bodies are on display, bloated and holding their crown jewels
	Instead of flotation devices, they decided the house rules didn' t apply to them
	Got baptised in the name of Neptune and then died for him
	When the ice was thin, dead man' s float for those who don' t like to swim
	Don' t fret cause help is on its way, it' ll be here any day
	Just stay still and do nothing buddy, remain faithful, you' re gonna be saved
	And when you meet your maker you can explain
	How there was a cemetery of support behind every wager that you placed
	All the chorus of every deceased beast that came before is sweetly saying
	" We all float down here and wait for riptide to sweep us away"
	To the valley of the shadow where we shall fear no evil
	For we are so cerebral, we, the ghost people
	With the poke of a needle, pop of a pill, we, the pole survivalists
	Holding onto the steeple like a lightning rod to show that we die for this
	It' s been said " faith could move a mountain"
	Faith couldn' t even move lowincome families away from Biblical floods when they were all drowning
	There' s not a doubt in my mind and there' s not a cloud in the sky
	There' s just contaminated rivers filled with waterlogged subordinates floating on by
	Float on
	Swimming through iron limbs of the knighted stiffs
	The skeletal remains of false praise, the slow decay of yesterday' s recycled gifts
	They' re drowning in sorrow cause they pray with clenched fists
	Shamed by the broken promise of tomorrow, the guilt sticks to the ribs
	And it' s ageless, and it' s ancient, and it ain' t t
	When compared to the present, so all hail the king
	While the paupers and peasants return to the socalled essence
	The war, the famine, the death, the pestilence
	Float on
	Bridge:
	Float on, float on
	Float on, float on
	Verse 2:
	As I proceed to finger the prints
	The worst of luck ain' t always bestowed upon the old and weak
	We stick em, hahaha, stick em where the ocean' s deep
	Go to sleep young one, have sweet dreams of someone
	That you' ll never meet, but you' ll speak of often whenever you talk in tongues
	The coffin comes in the form of a canoe, no paddle
	No info, no manual, live slow, don' t be so quick to storm the castle
	That' s survival kids, put an oxygen mask inside the tackle box
	Your limbs and abdomen will sense when the pressure of the cabin drops
	Shut up when the captain talks, the secret of the enlightened
	Is to preach against whatever it is they practice in the dark
	We' re all born free, we die by the shackles we adopt
	Enjoy your buoyancy, right up until the very last drop
	The dead man' s float, the deadpan joke
	The cold touch of a stranger, the left hand stroke
	There' s no right hand man, the bedpan spill, the dead man' s still
	Facedown in his own waste, while we chase
	A shadow in the gallows of the valley of death
	Where we shall fear no evil for as long as we can hold our breath
	Float on

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