Letra de Thunderclap For Bobby Pyn - Sonic Youth
Letra de canci�n de Thunderclap For Bobby Pyn de Sonic Youth lyrics
we did not fade from the noise meditation
we stopped abruptly while spinning down
this is not to depict hesitation
a silent gesture-for princess pleasure
oh see what heaven sent -oh stright from
heavens gate
oh see what heaven meant-when it embraces
hate
elastic dreemz of vicious aktions
plastik stomachs wrapped in steel
hair falls in a dead breeze curtain
trash can canterbury-hollywood boulevard
o u can count on it-richard hell tacked to the
wall
remember the plunger pit-in love with nothing
at all
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our beards are circuits to amplifier
all our bells have an elite ring
rapacious gardens of female distinktion
can you smell trouble-libraries of rubble
i don't wanna know-who gets the highest score
thats when my poodle pukes-on the gallery
floor
we did not fade from the noise meditation
we stopped abruptly while spinning down
hair falls in a dead breeze curtain
a silent gesture-for princess pleasure
here comes mary rat-trudi tacked to the wall
take me back to disgraceland-in love with
nothing at all
we stopped abruptly while spinning down
this is not to depict hesitation
a silent gesture-for princess pleasure
oh see what heaven sent -oh stright from
heavens gate
oh see what heaven meant-when it embraces
hate
elastic dreemz of vicious aktions
plastik stomachs wrapped in steel
hair falls in a dead breeze curtain
trash can canterbury-hollywood boulevard
o u can count on it-richard hell tacked to the
wall
remember the plunger pit-in love with nothing
at all
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/thunderclap-for-bobby-pyn-sonic-youth.php
our beards are circuits to amplifier
all our bells have an elite ring
rapacious gardens of female distinktion
can you smell trouble-libraries of rubble
i don't wanna know-who gets the highest score
thats when my poodle pukes-on the gallery
floor
we did not fade from the noise meditation
we stopped abruptly while spinning down
hair falls in a dead breeze curtain
a silent gesture-for princess pleasure
here comes mary rat-trudi tacked to the wall
take me back to disgraceland-in love with
nothing at all