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I saw a motorcrash, A proper motorcrash, And lots of spectators, Saw the injured parents, An awful motorcrash. I rushed to the centre Cuts on the children, Terribly bloody motorcrash, Destructive motorcrash. Dangerous motorcrash, Oh oh oh. Took the mother, Sneaked with her secretly All the way to my home, And nursed her gently Put on her bandages,gave her She sighed pleasantly after this Milk and biscuits, Awful motorcrash. It's a dangerous dangerous motorcrash, Terribly bloody motorcrash, Destructive motorcrash. Oh oh oh. Einar That girl on that bicycle showed great interest in all the motorcrashes in the neighbourhood, she looked quite innocent. Bj?k Then we disguised ourselves, Took a taxi to her home, When her husband opened the door She introduced herself, he said "Where have you been all this time?" But believe you me Einar And it wasn't there, After she got that bicycleI know what innocence looks like |
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She lives in this house over there, Grapples the earth with her fingers Has her world outside it. And her mouth, she's five years old. Keeps spiders in her pockets, Threads worms on a string, Collects fly-wings in a jar She has one friend he lives next door, Scrubs horse-flies and pinches them on a line. They listen to the weather, He knows how many freckles she's got, She's painting huge books, She scratches his beard. It glided down the sky, she touched it. And glues them together, They saw a big raven, Today is a birthday They're smocking cigars, He's got a chain of flowers, And sows a bird in her knickers, They lie in the bathtub, They're smocking cigars, A chain of flowers |
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| 2:56 | ![]() |
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I saw a woman walking down my street, Walking with grace, so beautifully carefully, She's a big and pretty mother, big and pretty mother, She's drawing circles with her breasts in her jumper. Swinging her handbag back and forth so joyfully. I can crawl upon and cling to ... Give me a big mother, huge and loving one, She's a large woman, warm and cuddly Wet lady, strong mother. She's walking down the street in front of my window Whistling funky tunes in the ears of my neighbours. Give me a big mother, one that would always want me, You can't be safer can't be more secure Hot embracing mother, I can crawl upon and cling to ... With a breast in each palm, Than with a breast in each palm, And that's the way I want to die. That's the way I was born Give me a big mother, soft and wet one, That would caress me In all those special places. Where's a strong mother, One that squeezes me, One I can crawl |
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I close the door, The wires get hotter Shouldn't burn yet, Bj?k Palms are glowing. This is hot meat metallic blood, This is hot meat, this is open sweat. Bj?k Show you with my fingers, Draw with the eye, With your own breath, I tear your lungs Bj?k Here is hot meat, this is metallic blood, This is hot meat, this is open sweat. Einar I make my winterdwelling and crush my bones. Bj?k Out this side of the blackest meadows This is hot meat, this is metallic blood, I'll walk down the hendge This is hot meat, Bj?k I'll sail out the window I will not finish Bj?k 'Till I'm fully satisfied. This is hot meat, this is metallic blood, This is hot meat, this is open sweat |
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| 4:09 | ![]() |
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Deus does not exit. But if he does, he lives in the sky above me, He's whiter than white and cleaner then clean. In the fattest largest cloud up there. He wants to reach me. Bj?k Deus does not exist. Getting ready in his airy room. But if he does I always notice him. He's picking his gloves so gently off. He wants to touch me. Bj?k I'm walking humbly down a tiny street, Pulling my collar it gets bigger, Einar I once met him, It really surprised me, He put me in a bath tub, Made me squeeky clean, Bj?k Really clean. To create a universe You must taste The forbidden fruit. Einar He said hi. I said hi, I was still clean. Deus does not exist, Bj?k But if he does he'd want to get down from that cloud, More silent than silence and slower than slow, First marzipan fingers then marble hands, Diving towards me. My collar is huge room for two hands, They start at the chest and move slowly down. Einar I thought I had seen everything, He wasn't white and fluffy, He just had side burns, He just had side burns, And a quiff, He said hi. I said hi. I was still clean, I was squeeky clean. Just as you would be. I was surprised. Einar & Bj?k Bj?k Deus, Deus, Deus, Deus He does not exist ( Repeat 'til the end |
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