Texty:
Dead Weather Blue Blood Blues

Yeah, I love you so much I don't need to resist, I don't need to exist Dripping blue blood from the wrist I don't need to resist And all the neighbors

: Yeah, I love you so much. I don't need to resist. I don't need to exist. Dripping blue blood from the wrist. I don't need to resist. And all the neighbors

landed on the first floor balcony Blood brains splashed.. he was dead? and the cops never came That's stapleton All, all, all in together now We getting fresh getting right for the weather

They've stolen each other's faces Janet is there with her high head and hair And full of bedroom feathers Janet is known to make dead men groan In any kind of weather

turned as if a compass She prayed the east and lay there breathless They threw her overboard for dead She swam silently and fled into the blue sea La

the day to get revenge for the days Of the slave ships, ya got the bloods and the crypts Unitin' puttin' guns together To give white people stormy weather

so damn depressed And sing with all your heart that the queen is dead She told me she was sick of all the hospital food Of doctors, distant relatives draining her blood

Early light burns my eyes A minute more the sun will rise And paint the bright blue sky with yellow gold I'll be dead asleep by then Shut up in this

landed on the first floor balcony Blood brains splashed.. he was dead? and the cops never came That's Stapleton All, all, all in together now We getting fresh getting right for the weather