How The Leopard Got Its Spots
Portugal. The Man« How The Leopard Got Its Spots » est une chanson de Portugal. The Man, 2006, Pop. La chanson dure 3:55, 71 lines / 279 words.
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0:11Palms are fitted black
0:13And finely tuned
0:17To triggers
0:19Cause bodies that tremble
0:24But this mud looks shallow
0:25From the beach
0:28When we hide behind
0:29Such ugly faces
0:31And the dark eyed
0:33Woman lifts her
0:34Why do we hide behind
0:36Such ugly faces
0:38Child bearing games from the
0:41Streets down to the shores
0:43They're playing
0:45Waterways
0:46Open in an obscene gaping gasp
0:51But this mud looks shallow
0:53From the beach
0:54When we hide behind
0:56Such ugly faces
0:58And the dark eyed
0:59Woman lifts her head
1:01Why do we hide behind
1:03Such ugly faces
1:08Rally all your men
1:11There is work to be done
1:14Still we don't have the time
1:16For speaking out of place
1:23He won't come down
1:26He won't come down
1:29He won't come down
1:33He won't come down
1:45Lengths of snakes match
1:47Each silent syllable
1:50With eyes like these
1:52Face glistening with
1:54Suspense of a scalpel blade
1:56Clockwork calculating
1:57Surgical precision
1:59But this shallow from the beach
2:02When we hide behind
2:03Such ugly faces
2:05And the dark eyed
2:06Woman lifts her head
2:09Why do we hide behind
2:10Such ugly faces
2:16Rally all your men
2:18There is work to be done
2:22Still we don't have the time
2:24For speaking out of place
2:30He won't come down
2:34He won't come down
2:37He won't come down
2:40He won't come down
2:44He won't come down
2:47He won't come down
2:51He won't come down
2:54He won't come down
3:30Palms are fitted black
3:33Finely tuned
3:37To stomachs that
3:39Swallowed whole that bayou
3:43But this mud looks
3:44Shallow from the beach
3:47When we hide behind
3:48Such ugly faces
3:50And the dark eyed
3:51Woman lifts her head
3:54Why do we hide behind
3:55Such ugly faces
Palms are fitted black And finely tuned To triggers Cause bodies that tremble But this mud looks shallow From the beach When we hide behind Such ugly faces And the dark eyed Woman lifts her Why do we hide behind Such ugly faces Child bearing games from the Streets down to the shores They're playing Waterways Open in an obscene gaping gasp But this mud looks shallow From the beach When we hide behind Such ugly faces And the dark eyed Woman lifts her head Why do we hide behind Such ugly faces Rally all your men There is work to be done Still we don't have the time For speaking out of place He won't come down He won't come down He won't come down He won't come down Lengths of snakes match Each silent syllable With eyes like these Face glistening with Suspense of a scalpel blade Clockwork calculating Surgical precision But this shallow from the beach When we hide behind Such ugly faces And the dark eyed Woman lifts her head Why do we hide behind Such ugly faces Rally all your men There is work to be done Still we don't have the time For speaking out of place He won't come down He won't come down He won't come down He won't come down He won't come down He won't come down He won't come down He won't come down Palms are fitted black Finely tuned To stomachs that Swallowed whole that bayou But this mud looks Shallow from the beach When we hide behind Such ugly faces And the dark eyed Woman lifts her head Why do we hide behind Such ugly faces
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