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Burning Airlines Morricone Dancehall Lyrics
Total views: 1 time this week / Rating: 7.67/10 [18 votes]Album: Identikit / Original Release Date: 2001Genre: AlternativeSong Duration: 2 min 51 sec
Morricone Dancehall
Burning Airlines
Burning Airlines
BURNING AIRLINES
- Morricone Dancehall LyricsDamned!
Is this the body you were last found living in?
What you bury has a way of blossoming.
All that bitterness in bloom on your skin,
And the fiction cruelly continuing:
Slick surrogate to get to the bottom of everything.
The detective sings,
Bedridden in the far west wing.
And all the aces are wired,
And all forces conspire in this brutal bed.
Without the body,
There is no crime.
Doctors all dance at your bedside now.
No cure that medicine will allow.
Shame!
Sexless and the air's even belligerent.
Counting down your senses,
Sucking on cigarettes.
Turning and burning on the spit where you spin,
With the fiction cruelly continuing.
Everything's true when nobody is listening.
The detective sings,
Bedridden in the far west wing.
And all the aces are wired,
And all forces conspire in this brutal bed.
Without the body,
There is no crime.
Heeled-up here,
Unhealed,
In twenty-to-fifty skin.
Sealed up here,
Some story that ends without loose ends.
Doctors all dance at your bedside now.
No cure that medicine will allow.
Without the body,
There is no crime.
Without the body,
There is no crime.
Is this the body you were last found living in?
What you bury has a way of blossoming.
All that bitterness in bloom on your skin,
And the fiction cruelly continuing:
Slick surrogate to get to the bottom of everything.
The detective sings,
Bedridden in the far west wing.
And all the aces are wired,
And all forces conspire in this brutal bed.
Without the body,
There is no crime.
Doctors all dance at your bedside now.
No cure that medicine will allow.
Shame!
Sexless and the air's even belligerent.
Counting down your senses,
Sucking on cigarettes.
With the fiction cruelly continuing.
Everything's true when nobody is listening.
The detective sings,
Bedridden in the far west wing.
And all the aces are wired,
And all forces conspire in this brutal bed.
Without the body,
There is no crime.
Heeled-up here,
Unhealed,
In twenty-to-fifty skin.
Sealed up here,
Some story that ends without loose ends.
Doctors all dance at your bedside now.
No cure that medicine will allow.
Without the body,
There is no crime.
Without the body,
There is no crime.
Facts about Morricone Dancehall
When was Morricone Dancehall released?
Morricone Dancehall is first released in 2001 as part of Burning Airlines's album "Identikit" which includes 15 tracks in total. This song is the 1st track on this album.
Which genre is Morricone Dancehall?
Morricone Dancehall falls under the genre Alternative.
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Record Label(s): 2001 DeSoto Records
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