God Bless You Blood Thirsty Zeppelins lyrics

Song information

Artist: The Blood Brothers
Album: Burn Piano Island, Burn

Lyrics

Bullhorn:
"Save the falsetto valentines for the black ice cube toast, for the filth roast."

Classified:
You know she looks so clinique
But when you think she's asleep
We're watching from inside the pilots seat
Because unfortunately this marylin monroe is a secret zeppelin
Whose sweat rains down napalm confetti on all black tie celebrations

Bullhorn:
Tear out your carnivorous toupee for the afro fire
Save your hors'dovours for the boiling lobster choir

Classified:
You know she looks so vulnerable in that snakeskin shawl
But we're watching through her cut out eye holes
(Because unfortunately this marylin monroe is a secret zepplin
Known towing a sign across the coca-cola sky that reads s.s. penetration)

God bless you bloodthirsty zeppelins!

Technique:
And now we're flying over the past
And future butchered from out brains and left to rot
And now we're flying over the television towers
Plastering the air with the filthy film of prayer
We don't need a blueprint, we don't need a blue print
The blue prints me, the blue prints you

Classified:
We'll build our engines from hijacked hymans
Propellers churning in whispered fury
We'll pluck our bombs from the greased pouch
Of your presidents propighanda pupa louse

Message received:
"Honey I'll be home late, from the office today
Up to my neck in paperwork, yeah
My boss is such a jerk."

Telephone wire:
"Yeah she bought the story...there's a motel up the street..
So show me your surrender face baby"

Bullhorn:
Unfortunately this marylin monroe is a secret zeppelin
Set on a crash coarse with your cumshot museum
With the blowjob bunny mansion

Technique:
And now we're flying over factories manufacturing authentic ecstacy
And now we're flying over the swamp
That brews the biggest smiles, cackling teeth in piles
And now we're flying over the globe
Derobed all the houses x-rayed all our thoughts exposed
And all the copyrighted memories in my head spill to the floor
In a puddle of hungry lead
And while the traffic weaves human tapestry's
We sing a chord to the frustriation symphony
Unfortunately this marylin monroe is a secret zepplin..