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The Fence Feels Its Post Lyrics
Over the rise and over the posts
lie in the grass away from the posts (so)
wear white collars and confess you're the host and
nobody works for me!
Oh for elation!
Oh for the Russians!
Oh by the fences!
All for the down; all for the down!
I sing the matron's down-
down with the body
put the body in the ground-
Warm warm chocolate brown!
Nobody works for me...
I sit on the bed, lit on the rail,
watch as the bastards clear ice from the trail:
where was the world that was tender and frail?
Who's going to look after me?
Oh: machincation;
oh: water's rising;
oh: hatred station:
four fingered down, four fingered down:
Fall down, where's that gown?
Find that critter steal his crown! (rip his fucking head off):
where wooded flies? Where wooden bees?
Still their stingers do penetrate me:
love is a rotor la la; oh chocolate warm, chocolate warm:
who's going to work for me?
Do your duty! Do your duty!
I run from the sinking ground:
where you going to run when there is no ground?
Where you going to move when there is no ground?
Call greater heights for me: automation 1 2 3!
Greek lactations work for me...
lie in the grass away from the posts (so)
wear white collars and confess you're the host and
nobody works for me!
Oh for the Russians!
Oh by the fences!
All for the down; all for the down!
down with the body
put the body in the ground-
Warm warm chocolate brown!
Nobody works for me...
watch as the bastards clear ice from the trail:
where was the world that was tender and frail?
Who's going to look after me?
oh: water's rising;
oh: hatred station:
four fingered down, four fingered down:
Find that critter steal his crown! (rip his fucking head off):
where wooded flies? Where wooden bees?
Still their stingers do penetrate me:
love is a rotor la la; oh chocolate warm, chocolate warm:
who's going to work for me?
I run from the sinking ground:
where you going to run when there is no ground?
Where you going to move when there is no ground?
Call greater heights for me: automation 1 2 3!
Greek lactations work for me...
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I'm pretty sure that the second line says "and lie in the grass and away from the post". And the first (?) says "and wear white clothes and confess to the host" But the second (?) I'm not too sure about at all, the best I could guess is "Love as I rode her la la"
Also I have no idea what this song is about, though some of it probably has to do with sex.
It's "Love is a rotor"
It's "Love is a rotor"
"Find that critter steal its crown".
Not clitoris, lol.
LOL, i was i didn't think it was about anything having to do with clitorises, until i saw that line.
Nice job clearing it up
You know almost all the Frog Eyes songs on this site are totally wrong. This one especially. I'm going to correct them all when I wake up tomorrow but for now, here are the correct lyrics to this one.
Over the rise and over the posts lie in the grass away from the posts (so) wear white collars and confess you're the host and nobody works for me!
Oh for elation! Oh for the Russians! Oh by the fences! All for the down; all for the down!
I sing the matron's down- down with the body put the body in the ground- Warm warm chocolate brown! Nobody works for me...
I sit on the bed, lit on the rail, watch as the bastards clear ice from the trail: where was the world that was tender and frail? Who's going to look after me?
Oh: machincation; oh: water's rising; oh: hatred station: four fingered down, four fingered down:
Fall down, where's that gown? Find that critter steal his crown! (rip his fucking head off): where wooded flies? Where wooden bees? Still their stingers do penetrate me: love is a rotor la la; oh chocolate warm, chocolate warm: who's going to work for me?
Do your duty! Do your duty! I run from the sinking ground: where you going to run when there is no ground? Where you going to move when there is no ground? Call greater heights for me: automation 1 2 3! Greek lactations work for me...
Thanks for changing them haha.
at no point do i hear "rip his fucking head off". is this just me?
Isn't it "Oh, for the nation! Oh, for the rations!"
Also I think it sounds more like "Where were the flys, where were the bees, feel their stingers penetrate me" and I am seriously convinced he says "Clitoris"