Father Dali
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β±οΈ 6:01 duration
π ID: 5497519
π Lyrics
Mother was a dancer in the Folies Bergère
Where Father took a shine to her legs in the air
And I was thrown to mysticism
From the schism sewn there
Squirming in the light
Burning, erudite
A yearning parasite, au pair
Dearest Papa was a rolling stone
Calling to the cosmos on the lobster telephone
Clocks are melting
Helter skeltering
Children with mouths to feed, breed in squalor
How paternity turns from thee, Avida Dollars
Ready to make a scene, we'd rather parley
Now eternity worms in thee, Father Dali
Surrealist, can I feel this dark creative energy?
Tortured by my demons and my insecurities
Swans reflecting elephants, ants swarming killer bees
Loather, lover, rake
I overcompensate
A supernova fate to be
Dearest Papa was a rolling stone
Galling fellow mutants with his bellowed overtones
Clocks are melting
Helter skeltering
Bending the arts to lead the starch dog collars
How modernity learns from thee, Avida Dollars
Ready to make a scene, we'd rather parley
Now eternity worms in thee, Father Dali
Thus I finally find inside me
Her spirit rising, all-confiding
It's calling out to be
A voice on the wind
Pulling me closer
Screaming in my dreams
Haunting me
Mi Amor...
Feverous with wealth and gain
Showmanship will leave a stain
Canvasses are mine to pain
A monumental mentalist
Mephisto born out of the tryst
I am this bastard narcissist
Do not judge my excesses
It's best to merely see
A flamboyant clairvoyant
Bouyant on fantasies
The Great Masturbator
My fate will come later
Clocks are melting
Helter skeltering
Your children have mouths to feed, our leader hollers
How paternity turns from thee, Avida Dollars
Ready to make a scene, we'd rather party
Now eternity worms in thee, Father Dali
Father Dali
Father Dali
Where Father took a shine to her legs in the air
And I was thrown to mysticism
From the schism sewn there
Squirming in the light
Burning, erudite
A yearning parasite, au pair
Dearest Papa was a rolling stone
Calling to the cosmos on the lobster telephone
Clocks are melting
Helter skeltering
Children with mouths to feed, breed in squalor
How paternity turns from thee, Avida Dollars
Ready to make a scene, we'd rather parley
Now eternity worms in thee, Father Dali
Surrealist, can I feel this dark creative energy?
Tortured by my demons and my insecurities
Swans reflecting elephants, ants swarming killer bees
Loather, lover, rake
I overcompensate
A supernova fate to be
Dearest Papa was a rolling stone
Galling fellow mutants with his bellowed overtones
Clocks are melting
Helter skeltering
Bending the arts to lead the starch dog collars
How modernity learns from thee, Avida Dollars
Ready to make a scene, we'd rather parley
Now eternity worms in thee, Father Dali
Thus I finally find inside me
Her spirit rising, all-confiding
It's calling out to be
A voice on the wind
Pulling me closer
Screaming in my dreams
Haunting me
Mi Amor...
Feverous with wealth and gain
Showmanship will leave a stain
Canvasses are mine to pain
A monumental mentalist
Mephisto born out of the tryst
I am this bastard narcissist
Do not judge my excesses
It's best to merely see
A flamboyant clairvoyant
Bouyant on fantasies
The Great Masturbator
My fate will come later
Clocks are melting
Helter skeltering
Your children have mouths to feed, our leader hollers
How paternity turns from thee, Avida Dollars
Ready to make a scene, we'd rather party
Now eternity worms in thee, Father Dali
Father Dali
Father Dali
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:15.79] Mother was a dancer in the Folies Bergère
[00:56.56] Where Father took a shine to her legs in the air
[01:00.77]
[01:03.08] And I was thrown to mysticism
[01:05.47] From the schism sewn there
[01:06.92] Squirming in the light
[01:08.62] Burning, erudite
[01:10.67] A yearning parasite, au pair
[01:11.66] Dearest Papa was a rolling stone
[01:19.84] Calling to the cosmos on the lobster telephone
[01:27.34]
[01:30.16] Clocks are melting
[01:32.41] Helter skeltering
[01:33.56] Children with mouths to feed, breed in squalor
[01:41.18] How paternity turns from thee, Avida Dollars
[01:48.16] Ready to make a scene, we'd rather parley
[01:54.35] Now eternity worms in thee, Father Dali
[02:00.03]
[02:03.03] Surrealist, can I feel this dark creative energy?
[02:07.06]
[02:09.34] Tortured by my demons and my insecurities
[02:15.60] Swans reflecting elephants, ants swarming killer bees
[02:20.58] Loather, lover, rake
[02:22.15] I overcompensate
[02:23.39] A supernova fate to be
[02:26.10]
[02:29.23] Dearest Papa was a rolling stone
[02:32.98]
[02:35.88] Galling fellow mutants with his bellowed overtones
[02:43.51] Clocks are melting
[02:46.16] Helter skeltering
[02:47.95] Bending the arts to lead the starch dog collars
[02:53.76] How modernity learns from thee, Avida Dollars
[03:00.92] Ready to make a scene, we'd rather parley
[03:07.15] Now eternity worms in thee, Father Dali
[03:13.04]
[03:27.33] Thus I finally find inside me
[03:45.62] Her spirit rising, all-confiding
[03:52.04] It's calling out to be
[03:54.70] A voice on the wind
[03:57.10] Pulling me closer
[03:58.71] Screaming in my dreams
[04:01.82] Haunting me
[04:03.73] Mi Amor...
[04:09.01]
[04:32.79] Feverous with wealth and gain
[04:34.98] Showmanship will leave a stain
[04:36.28] Canvasses are mine to pain
[04:37.95] A monumental mentalist
[04:39.20] Mephisto born out of the tryst
[04:41.04] I am this bastard narcissist
[04:44.44] Do not judge my excesses
[04:47.06] It's best to merely see
[04:50.39] A flamboyant clairvoyant
[04:53.09] Bouyant on fantasies
[04:58.60] The Great Masturbator
[05:00.09] My fate will come later
[05:02.56]
[05:04.86] Clocks are melting
[05:06.64] Helter skeltering
[05:09.89] Your children have mouths to feed, our leader hollers
[05:15.39] How paternity turns from thee, Avida Dollars
[05:23.03] Ready to make a scene, we'd rather party
[05:27.40] Now eternity worms in thee, Father Dali
[05:35.98]
[05:45.06] Father Dali
[05:49.09] Father Dali
[05:53.01]
[00:56.56] Where Father took a shine to her legs in the air
[01:00.77]
[01:03.08] And I was thrown to mysticism
[01:05.47] From the schism sewn there
[01:06.92] Squirming in the light
[01:08.62] Burning, erudite
[01:10.67] A yearning parasite, au pair
[01:11.66] Dearest Papa was a rolling stone
[01:19.84] Calling to the cosmos on the lobster telephone
[01:27.34]
[01:30.16] Clocks are melting
[01:32.41] Helter skeltering
[01:33.56] Children with mouths to feed, breed in squalor
[01:41.18] How paternity turns from thee, Avida Dollars
[01:48.16] Ready to make a scene, we'd rather parley
[01:54.35] Now eternity worms in thee, Father Dali
[02:00.03]
[02:03.03] Surrealist, can I feel this dark creative energy?
[02:07.06]
[02:09.34] Tortured by my demons and my insecurities
[02:15.60] Swans reflecting elephants, ants swarming killer bees
[02:20.58] Loather, lover, rake
[02:22.15] I overcompensate
[02:23.39] A supernova fate to be
[02:26.10]
[02:29.23] Dearest Papa was a rolling stone
[02:32.98]
[02:35.88] Galling fellow mutants with his bellowed overtones
[02:43.51] Clocks are melting
[02:46.16] Helter skeltering
[02:47.95] Bending the arts to lead the starch dog collars
[02:53.76] How modernity learns from thee, Avida Dollars
[03:00.92] Ready to make a scene, we'd rather parley
[03:07.15] Now eternity worms in thee, Father Dali
[03:13.04]
[03:27.33] Thus I finally find inside me
[03:45.62] Her spirit rising, all-confiding
[03:52.04] It's calling out to be
[03:54.70] A voice on the wind
[03:57.10] Pulling me closer
[03:58.71] Screaming in my dreams
[04:01.82] Haunting me
[04:03.73] Mi Amor...
[04:09.01]
[04:32.79] Feverous with wealth and gain
[04:34.98] Showmanship will leave a stain
[04:36.28] Canvasses are mine to pain
[04:37.95] A monumental mentalist
[04:39.20] Mephisto born out of the tryst
[04:41.04] I am this bastard narcissist
[04:44.44] Do not judge my excesses
[04:47.06] It's best to merely see
[04:50.39] A flamboyant clairvoyant
[04:53.09] Bouyant on fantasies
[04:58.60] The Great Masturbator
[05:00.09] My fate will come later
[05:02.56]
[05:04.86] Clocks are melting
[05:06.64] Helter skeltering
[05:09.89] Your children have mouths to feed, our leader hollers
[05:15.39] How paternity turns from thee, Avida Dollars
[05:23.03] Ready to make a scene, we'd rather party
[05:27.40] Now eternity worms in thee, Father Dali
[05:35.98]
[05:45.06] Father Dali
[05:49.09] Father Dali
[05:53.01]