In Praise of Bacchus — текст песни (Type O Negative)

Hey Bacchus
She hates me
Hey Bacchus
She hates me

The street lamps light a wet old red hook road
A furry vino tinted slave
Molten oil painted brooklyn bridge
(cobblestone grave)

A lonely blue girl guards the river bed
She shakes her brown torch at the tide
On pier six we`d creep and count the cracks
(side by side, see, we`re counting cracks)

Your mom was out wearing herself inside
I`ll stop the train to say hello
A used boyfriend`s just bought her this new car
(I said I know)

-Togetherburn-

She said burn
Together
Burn
We`ll burn together

Now don`t believe she`ll never leave again
I can`t forget the words she said way back when

She said burn
We`ll burn together