Текст Them Crooked Vultures – Elephants

Painted as monsters
Borracho, cansado
Do you know what the people say?
Plucked from the garden

Then slick back my hair
You know the devil’s in there?
Alone in the garden
Like lumbering giants
In a shameful parade
We came to ruin all and
Make a rotten trade

And make you roll over
So roll over…

Scattered on the shore
Surely washed away
Feeling somewhat deserving
Of what will be someday
No I can never stay melancholy
I’ve the memory of your face
No I can never stay melancholy for long…

Before I move on

We’re unwanted strangers
Exploited and dangerous
Unable to hide or even dream of it
Como estas?
Parting the seas
We’re lepers who stroll

I slick back my hair
You know the devil’s in there?
So keep one eye open baby
We’re so easy to spot
Lepers riding atop
Pachyderms full of germs
Elephants broken and screaming and…

(Roll over) And we’re coming over

Scattered on the shore
Surely washed away
Scattered on the shore
Surely washed away
Away, away
Feeling somewhat deserving
Of what will be someday
No I can never stay melancholy
I’ve the memory of your face
All alone in the garden
Of long lost hopeful plans
No I can never stay anything…..
For long