| Apostle of Hustle – Energy of Death Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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Lovely song, yes, but the lyrics here are for the most part -way- off. The above was probably transcribed, by ear. From the CD booklet, here are the lyrics, copied verbatim: In the rhythm of this song we drink we fuck & we fight we bring it on Prayer is samba & surdu her lips are red, they know what to do Prophet waves his flag, he's so devout there's a waterfall of sewage from his mouth The children of the dying earth our possessions & our money have no worth All the gods are driving us in ways we do not understand Promise of a drug delivery we vowed to end our mothers misery A wind that fills the world with bitches' breath is call the energy of death |
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