Miles Kurosky - Dog In A Burning Building - Live @ The Echo
02:36 author thetaintster 8 April 2010 12:43 76 views
lyrics
dog in the burning building
slowly flames are forming 'round his head
faulty wiring and bribes have led to an infernal blaze
but he was told to stay and guard the door and more
loyalty's his fate
stains on the mattress and the sheets
make a perfect outline of her shape
she, a thin half japanese
with a hokusai scene done in blue ink
she smiled and then she winked and said
they should be friends
"i think it is our fate"
with his ear pressedt o the wall
she picked the lock and they were gone
dashing mad down the hallway stairs
past skeletons and spooks
all chattering in tune
what a racket, no time to spare
such a pair of lost sojourners,
they marched on two by two
oh lord, we got cobwebs in our soul,
love in our hearts, and the devil in our bones
dog in the burning building
oh the flames keep growing
no way out
tiny time bomb in his chest,
it keeps on ticking there's no rest
he's just a broken thread in a greater design
loyalty's his fate
with a sweet corporal glow
and some headshrinkers in tow
making time with the concierge
he said "we should combine weapons"
just fall in two by two
slowly flames are forming 'round his head
faulty wiring and bribes have led to an infernal blaze
but he was told to stay and guard the door and more
loyalty's his fate
stains on the mattress and the sheets
make a perfect outline of her shape
she, a thin half japanese
with a hokusai scene done in blue ink
she smiled and then she winked and said
they should be friends
"i think it is our fate"
with his ear pressedt o the wall
she picked the lock and they were gone
dashing mad down the hallway stairs
past skeletons and spooks
all chattering in tune
what a racket, no time to spare
such a pair of lost sojourners,
they marched on two by two
oh lord, we got cobwebs in our soul,
love in our hearts, and the devil in our bones
dog in the burning building
oh the flames keep growing
no way out
tiny time bomb in his chest,
it keeps on ticking there's no rest
he's just a broken thread in a greater design
loyalty's his fate
with a sweet corporal glow
and some headshrinkers in tow
making time with the concierge
he said "we should combine weapons"
just fall in two by two
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