🎵 Corps De Blah // by Scott Walker

14 ContributorsCorps De Blah Lyrics [Verse 1] Hence went and cracked an atom age old egg Beneath my nose The sky-clads ash with jettisoning the roost I'm bumping into leghorns in the darkness Excuse me Dear god, excuse me [Verse 2] Accrue too flew and burned my teeth With kitchen matches struck on stone Boiling owls shriek Arab widow flayed cadenzas I'm wading through blue, vacant veins of Sterzing The chiseller keeps slipping away [Verse 3] Cholesteroled mansions crowded with sulphured air Dip to Kyrie's lone whistler in the shadows Scimitar sideburn, charging on the purple purlieus Scrape to Goitres gray carnation through the stubble Epicanthic knobbler of ninon Arch to Macaronic mahout in the mascon [Verse 4] Ah, my old scabby Sachem, a sphincters' tooting our tune If only 'I' could pick you We'd slosh, we'd slide, we'd cling 'Round a Kelloggs' floor His severed, yellow-eyes weeping Da da da, da da da From the spit-roast smoke curling Da da da, da da da "Rack off from this ravished slather!" "Keep your vile rattus small adult hand to yourself!" "Take your turnshoes and wobble!" "Turnshoes and wobble!" [Verse 5] Jihad jive lobs leaking beanbag Through a cut-out clowns astonished mouth Shrivelled pods climb to the sun Beneath your skirts Then suddenly, there's hissing on the gumbo I'm drowning in yonical tears [Verse 6] Grinding upheaval Always affects the genitals Sniff to breaths bereft Manhattans in the Duma Unleavened bread-head The window behind, alive with wheeze driven flakes Bob to rotting grapes bunch brooch on chest of bruises [Bridge] Nothing clears a room like removing a brain Hail the rain Hail the rain Hail the rain [Verse 7] Ah, my sweet Sagamore wino, face full of drunken ticks If only I could sip you, like flies sip at wide eyes on a desert floor We could move to the sticks, say Earl's Court or Embankment While the Thames flows black as camel piss Let the icy thermals dervish around our feet "Dare, step out on me!" "I'll step out on you!" "Dare, step out on me!" "I'll step out on you!" Bish Bosch and what more are depositions for? [Verse 8] Eukaryotic gobbler of gavotte Knee to deafening tiny feet upon the branches Altair, Vega, Drogba and Deneb Doff to dentist's stoop of moon above the haunches Sealable nostrils squeezed through eye of coupling pin Heil to ober-bearing night starting to smoulder First fiddlers mark right there, under the jaw Nod to double-bladed axe poised over shoulder