《Rider》歌词

[00:00:12] Baby's ball is all blood red of flayed pigs

[00:00:17] And silk soft little things

[00:00:20] Fill a house hung from strings

[00:00:23] And I fly out on my silver scissoring wings

[00:00:30] With the other sardines

[00:00:33] Over cities of things mommies need

[00:00:37] Light as gas and half-assedly free

[00:00:44] Like I was in nineteen ninety three

[00:00:54] Over the ruins like we're staggering apes

[00:00:59] What we get's what we take

[00:01:04] In a split open place where a man can get kinged

[00:01:09] In a palace of panic and flames

[00:01:14] Where nobody gets blamed by the tired

[00:01:17] And broke down and beat

[00:01:23] In sunken gardens where there was a street

[00:01:35] West over water I rambled and paced

[00:01:40] And the blood river raced like the sweat down my face

[00:01:47] And the stadium roared and the warriors embraced

[00:01:54] And the golden shore groaned beneath the weight of my tastes

[00:02:01] And I blazed in the last orange hours of the day

[00:02:11] Until the dust hazed and hid us away

[00:02:19] Little baby be brave

[00:02:22] I see your dad riding over the rise

[00:02:32] Crashing his whole cavalcade through the crowd

[00:02:37] Watch them run on all sides

[00:03:09] The neon white branches

[00:03:11] And the carrion fly

[00:03:12] On a congressman's eye

[00:03:15] I have wrapped up for you in some old autumn leaves

[00:03:21] And left under a rock out on Rockaway Beach beneath the trees

[00:03:32] I have laughed my best hiss to the whistling breeze

[00:03:37] There's a hole in my throat

[00:03:42] You can note my last wheeze if you need

[00:03:49] Then take hold of the rope

[00:03:52] And down we scream