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letra de sailor - dizraeli and the small gods

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, look

[verse 1: jam baxter]
she crawled out of my bed and into my latest scribblings
and slid through the pages, slipping on faded synonyms
wriggling in script, her innocent hips swivelling
nibbling fried strips of his image, her skin glistening, wet (wet)
sweat sweat remnants of a tribal summer
she might as well have been french kissing a vinyl cover
cardboard lover with a chewy human centre
and a thousand foul flavours of dementia
remember that stage rants fades on monosyllabic mornings
poorly-painted smiles on monochromatic drawings
sleep to a soundtrack of my often-erratic snoring
and awake to a crowd of flies applauding
cavorting on perches precarious
a legion of freaks sip gin in my brain’s backstage areas
tear me a new mouth, she can tie her tongue tightly
till my gilded gold replica’s scented and scribbed nicely
an unsightly sight, a partner inside a strident master
in a crushed velvet tank with a live piranha
meet tonight’s disaster (here she is) and ain’t she pretty?
lock-jawed sailor [chews meeks?] in a deflated dinghy
[chorus 1: cate ferris]
i wish i were a sailor on the sea
with all the sea birds flying after me
the stars would alter course at my decree
if i were a sailor

[instrumental break]
chk-chk, you weren’t listening
you weren’t listening
yeah, alright

[verse 2: dizraeli]
please trust me: you can’t trust me
i wear a hat to bed and the inside of my head’s ugly
you don’t want me, you want the other me
from the stage portrayal, you were chasing vapour trails
the real me rolls with a crew of one multiplied
bedfellows with a stupid drunk poltergeist
f-ckin’ up my worksp-ce, but he’s writing all my rhymes for me
my life is borderline tawdry
caught in my story, you don’t want a bigger chapter
imma butcher rhyme because only one of me’s a rapper
course, i’m just the man to be your skinny dip companion
capable of dancing with a limited abandon
but my looks of love are as shallow as a grave is
i conjure feeling by imagining you naked
i tumble easily and passionate in races
but once the s-m-n’s out, i’m dashing for the gate or
scrabbling for pages to fit this scene
i will turn you into a sick sixteen
with a middle and an ending and a stiff-stitched seam
isn’t it amazing where a p-ssed kiss leads?
(isn’t it amazing? i said, isn’t it amazing?)
[chorus 1: cate ferris & dizraeli]
i wish i were a sailor on the sea
with all the sea birds flying after me
the stars would alter course at my decree
if i were a sailor

[chorus 2: cate ferris & dizraeli]
i wish i were a rooster on the run
my song would chase the shadow from the sun
i’d make these young hens mothers, every one
if i were a rooster

[outro: dizraeli & cate ferris]
i wish i were a sailor on the sea
i wish i were, i wish i were, i wish i were a sailor
with all the sea birds flying after me
i wish i were, i wish i were, i wish i were a sailor
the stars would alter course at my decree (i wish i were, i wish i were)
i wish i were, i wish i were, i wish i were a sailor
if i were a sailor
i wish i were, i wish i were, i wish i were a sailor

- dizraeli and the small gods

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