Bring Me The Head Of Paul McCartney On Heather Mill's Wooden Peg (Dropping Bombs On (исполнитель: The Brian Jonestown Massacre)
Oh man it's dropping out of heaven and it's bringing the word The wicked [bad word] sound that you never have heard I'll tell you all about it cause it's spoken to me It [bad word] near took my life and kicked the [bad word] out of me, you see? Now it walks Edith my soul and it lives with my mind And it's got a big gun and it's hunting mankind Shiny leather boots and a big set of wings Many [bad word] presents for the children it brings Flying through the heavens and it's made out of stars It's walking on fire to the place that you are Here [bad word] So grab your silver bullets and sharpen your stakes And lock your [bad word] doors for Jesus sakes Because it's reading your mind and [bad word] this land And it's speaking in German and things you can't understand While it's [bad word] your girlfriend and it's flying in space As it puts you to shame as it spits in your face Then it flies back to Heaven and it sleeps with the stars As it's eating up planet and it's playing guitar In fact it's playing right now