Lute Score

歌詞

You locked me in the bathroom long ago, you bloody bastard But sadness never floods a house where wine flows, I'm here playing Lute Score, the video game where you hit the high score by composing Lute Scores, and shooting off the pop up panda's head Shooting off the pop up panda's head Lute Score, the video game where you hit the high score by composing Lute Scores, and shooting off the pop up panda's head Shooting off the pop up panda's head When the monster attacked the city everyone was just too busy making money To give a shit, some fled, most kept on doing what they were doing In Samarkand, Uzbekistan, the Vietnamese chiropodist Extracted a glass of clear green tea from his samovar Extracted green tea from his samovar A ghost tended two moss gardens, one marshmallow, one ectoplasm Something to do with the free bamboo, something to do with the snow Green plants, folk and fairy tales from German Africa Swamp leg, an inner lightbulb, tragedy on stilts An inner lightbulb, tragedy on stilts Pins and needles, shoes and stockings, aches and pains, and vermin Panthers waging war on cranes and storks A battered, bandaged head climbs up an uphill landscape A 200 foot wingspan black butterfly in space 200 foot black butterfly in space, space, space, space An eager red-eyed dog licks red raw meat from an open ash can Lamps, chairs, books, lightbulbs, cherries from a knife A Decca-Deram furbelow, master of the bungalow Writing with the white ink, the white ink of life Lute Score, the video game where you hit the high score by composing Lute Scores, and shooting off the pop up panda's head Shooting off the pop up panda's head Lute Score, the video game where you hit the high score by composing Lute Scores, and shooting off the pop up panda's head Shooting off the pop up panda's head