Fri/End (исполнитель: Thurston Moore)
You step on the purple vale Emit shards of a screaming halo. You strap on your rainbow sail. Rainbow resin, a sticky cyclone Oh, how i love the smell of your charred remains Nothing better Than to meet your sweetheart in severed chains It's love forever. [bad word] Yeah, I'll always be your friend. Oh yeah, at least just till the end. Our burner switches hit Instant meltdown, free-fry the ghost town. Fresh battery head trip. Love it to death, how, go child [bad word] sound. Never leave you alone, harsh and heavy drone. To cook a sizzle soft beat. Pre-historic love, electric [bad word] I see your look goes to me. [bad word] Yeah, I'll always be your friend. Oh yeah, at least just till the end. Bridge Pardon me, purple vale. The ticket of the girl who loves you. She rides the high rail Devotional dogma crackles above you And all the startled tones chilling tonight Sweet circular motions Amplify a moon dot(?) in her sight And love smiles through me. [bad word] Yeah, I'll always be your friend. Oh yeah, at least just till the end.