Children
Portugal. The Man"Children" ist ein Song von Portugal. The Man, 2007, Pop. Der Song dauert 4:28, 52 lines / 339 words.
Songtext
0:18Bury me in blood oil
0:19Bury me in blood oil
0:21Salt sugar water pales
0:25Build me black Jesus
0:27'Cause Jesus can't save me
0:29Shackles pulling at your hair
0:31Shine me from roots out
0:33Shine me from roots out
0:35Wash me from the neck down
0:37Wash me from the neck down
0:39Put me in the fat stores
0:41Put me in the fat stores
0:43Take me to the tree line
0:45Take me to the tree line
0:47I'm a heading down down down
0:51Down to the river 'cause I don't believe in medicine
1:03I'll crawl out shaking pale
1:06Always got the answer I got ears all around me
1:19Burn up in black smoke
1:20Burn up in black smoke
1:22Thick and pouring down your throat
1:24Thick and pouring down your throat
1:26Make me of bread walks
1:28Make me of bread walks
1:30Listen up with ears we're diving
1:32Listen up with ears we're diving
1:34Bury me in blood oil
1:36Bury me in blood oil
1:38Salt sugar water pales
1:42Bury me in blood oil
1:44Build me black Jesus
1:48Shackles pulling at your hair
1:50I'm a written page and a giant man
1:54Never sick in bed so I never needed medicine
2:15Tell your children we got another year coming
2:22Oil stains the legs of this body
2:26Speaks in tongues and croaks I'm heading down
2:45I'll walk down to the river where we met our pales
2:53Wisdom spilling like our southern friends
3:01Met that pale atop the rocks and moss
3:08Grass grips licks about our heels and bends
3:17I'm a heading down down down
3:20Down to the river 'cause I don't believe in medicine
3:32When I crawl out I'll be shaking dirt
3:36Never need the answer I've got hands all around me
3:57Tell your children we got another year coming
4:04Oil stains the legs of this body
4:08Speaks in tongues and croaks I'm heading down
4:13Tell your children we spent a year in this fire
4:20Copper bands and hell's getting lighter
4:24Among those lines we can only get higher
4:28Tell your children we got another year coming
Bury me in blood oil Bury me in blood oil Salt sugar water pales Build me black Jesus 'Cause Jesus can't save me Shackles pulling at your hair Shine me from roots out Shine me from roots out Wash me from the neck down Wash me from the neck down Put me in the fat stores Put me in the fat stores Take me to the tree line Take me to the tree line I'm a heading down down down Down to the river 'cause I don't believe in medicine I'll crawl out shaking pale Always got the answer I got ears all around me Burn up in black smoke Burn up in black smoke Thick and pouring down your throat Thick and pouring down your throat Make me of bread walks Make me of bread walks Listen up with ears we're diving Listen up with ears we're diving Bury me in blood oil Bury me in blood oil Salt sugar water pales Bury me in blood oil Build me black Jesus Shackles pulling at your hair I'm a written page and a giant man Never sick in bed so I never needed medicine Tell your children we got another year coming Oil stains the legs of this body Speaks in tongues and croaks I'm heading down I'll walk down to the river where we met our pales Wisdom spilling like our southern friends Met that pale atop the rocks and moss Grass grips licks about our heels and bends I'm a heading down down down Down to the river 'cause I don't believe in medicine When I crawl out I'll be shaking dirt Never need the answer I've got hands all around me Tell your children we got another year coming Oil stains the legs of this body Speaks in tongues and croaks I'm heading down Tell your children we spent a year in this fire Copper bands and hell's getting lighter Among those lines we can only get higher Tell your children we got another year coming
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