Strange Fruit for David
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โฑ๏ธ 3:52 duration
๐ ID: 799651
๐ Lyrics
I was a young man, starving and drinking
And trying, to become a writer
And I remember that apartment
The smell of mice and dust
And the old woman with the pretty legs
All the kisses that I lost to your neck,
I am a tennis player, playing on both sides of the net
And I, will get you yet,
And I will turn you, I will turn you
Like a tattooed pigskin
And this time you won't forget my face
Read my lips
A sculpture is a sculpture
Marmalade is marmalade
And a sculpture of marmalade is a sculpture
But it isn't marmalade
She said with you inside me,
Comes the knowledge of my death
But I still had some oranges left
Underneath the bed
I came to you, I came to depend on you
I came upon you, I came upon your floor
But the god should be left alone
One mustn't bang upon the door
She said for everything that is visible
There is a copy that is hidden
She said, nothing takes on life
Until it has been eaten
I was working the hole with the sailor
And you wonder you don't get invited to more parties
Read my lips
A sculpture is a sculpture
Marmalade is marmalade
And a sculpture of marmalade is a sculpture
But it isn't marmalade
She said with you inside me,
Comes the knowledge of my death
But I still had some oranges left
Underneath the bed
And trying, to become a writer
And I remember that apartment
The smell of mice and dust
And the old woman with the pretty legs
All the kisses that I lost to your neck,
I am a tennis player, playing on both sides of the net
And I, will get you yet,
And I will turn you, I will turn you
Like a tattooed pigskin
And this time you won't forget my face
Read my lips
A sculpture is a sculpture
Marmalade is marmalade
And a sculpture of marmalade is a sculpture
But it isn't marmalade
She said with you inside me,
Comes the knowledge of my death
But I still had some oranges left
Underneath the bed
I came to you, I came to depend on you
I came upon you, I came upon your floor
But the god should be left alone
One mustn't bang upon the door
She said for everything that is visible
There is a copy that is hidden
She said, nothing takes on life
Until it has been eaten
I was working the hole with the sailor
And you wonder you don't get invited to more parties
Read my lips
A sculpture is a sculpture
Marmalade is marmalade
And a sculpture of marmalade is a sculpture
But it isn't marmalade
She said with you inside me,
Comes the knowledge of my death
But I still had some oranges left
Underneath the bed
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:10.84] I was a young man, starving and drinking
[00:17.29] And trying, to become a writer
[00:21.79] And I remember that apartment
[00:26.23] The smell of mice and dust
[00:29.00] And the old woman with the pretty legs
[00:31.76] All the kisses that I lost to your neck,
[00:34.50] I am a tennis player, playing on both sides of the net
[00:39.97] And I, will get you yet,
[00:46.29] And I will turn you, I will turn you
[00:49.84] Like a tattooed pigskin
[00:52.50] And this time you won't forget my face
[00:57.91] Read my lips
[00:59.79] A sculpture is a sculpture
[01:02.51] Marmalade is marmalade
[01:06.12] And a sculpture of marmalade is a sculpture
[01:09.70] But it isn't marmalade
[01:12.43] She said with you inside me,
[01:16.06] Comes the knowledge of my death
[01:19.60] But I still had some oranges left
[01:23.32] Underneath the bed
[01:50.42] I came to you, I came to depend on you
[01:57.75] I came upon you, I came upon your floor
[02:04.02] But the god should be left alone
[02:08.56] One mustn't bang upon the door
[02:14.90] She said for everything that is visible
[02:20.39] There is a copy that is hidden
[02:23.05] She said, nothing takes on life
[02:25.78] Until it has been eaten
[02:28.49] I was working the hole with the sailor
[02:33.95] And you wonder you don't get invited to more parties
[02:40.24] Read my lips
[02:42.04] A sculpture is a sculpture
[02:44.74] Marmalade is marmalade
[02:48.34] And a sculpture of marmalade is a sculpture
[02:52.08] But it isn't marmalade
[02:54.74] She said with you inside me,
[02:57.41] Comes the knowledge of my death
[03:01.97] But I still had some oranges left
[03:05.52] Underneath the bed
[03:07.32]
[00:17.29] And trying, to become a writer
[00:21.79] And I remember that apartment
[00:26.23] The smell of mice and dust
[00:29.00] And the old woman with the pretty legs
[00:31.76] All the kisses that I lost to your neck,
[00:34.50] I am a tennis player, playing on both sides of the net
[00:39.97] And I, will get you yet,
[00:46.29] And I will turn you, I will turn you
[00:49.84] Like a tattooed pigskin
[00:52.50] And this time you won't forget my face
[00:57.91] Read my lips
[00:59.79] A sculpture is a sculpture
[01:02.51] Marmalade is marmalade
[01:06.12] And a sculpture of marmalade is a sculpture
[01:09.70] But it isn't marmalade
[01:12.43] She said with you inside me,
[01:16.06] Comes the knowledge of my death
[01:19.60] But I still had some oranges left
[01:23.32] Underneath the bed
[01:50.42] I came to you, I came to depend on you
[01:57.75] I came upon you, I came upon your floor
[02:04.02] But the god should be left alone
[02:08.56] One mustn't bang upon the door
[02:14.90] She said for everything that is visible
[02:20.39] There is a copy that is hidden
[02:23.05] She said, nothing takes on life
[02:25.78] Until it has been eaten
[02:28.49] I was working the hole with the sailor
[02:33.95] And you wonder you don't get invited to more parties
[02:40.24] Read my lips
[02:42.04] A sculpture is a sculpture
[02:44.74] Marmalade is marmalade
[02:48.34] And a sculpture of marmalade is a sculpture
[02:52.08] But it isn't marmalade
[02:54.74] She said with you inside me,
[02:57.41] Comes the knowledge of my death
[03:01.97] But I still had some oranges left
[03:05.52] Underneath the bed
[03:07.32]