The pig's spitting taxes and unwanted tasks
We say,
Send me to the battle please sir!
Chicago is dancing in xylophone laughter
We say burn the fucker down
Burn the motherfucke...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Portugal. The Man
If I were a bear, I'd be the greatest of all
With a speech like god so dark and foreboding
Standing up tall from the top of that hill
I'd growl up your fears from down below
Th...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Portugal. The Man
Basking briefly in this overeating indulgence of insides
But I fear he's lower than before
Though he's stronger than he looks
He's made of feathers mixed with oil and small serv...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Portugal. The Man
Tommy was a preacher's son
Now he's running through the jungle (Yes sir!)
Fingers cold and fire
When you get so tired and we're so tired
Lazing back in this desert
Waitin' fo...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Portugal. The Man
Where have all the people goneWhose lives are no longer of use to them?But this system by its habit forming mythsBut this single file is so contagiousBlack eyes breed gossip likeTh...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Portugal. The Man
I met a face with ring rounded pocket eyes
That shaped folded banks inside
As he shivered out thoughts
They went: "golden and pale, wind whispers, breathe New Orleans"
Through base...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Portugal. The Man
The sun bent down and spoke with the last of the lips
They spoke of hell and things they'd never miss
Bridge shelter and the cold creek bed
That breaks backs and leads eyes down ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Portugal. The Man
Through crooked teeth and mouthed up ties
They spit you up river just like all those lions
That walked the banks
They said, "Paint me that river
And would you use only blues
...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Portugal. The Man
Conductor stood up and took role call
He sent love and happiness into the next car
"Are you in today?"
The bags are in and we plan no stops?
Just fearing sleeping in the box
"A...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Portugal. The Man
Under blankets these hills cover neatly
We'll take steps to make sure our failures are hidden
But it's hard when our voices echo over ripples?
That form on the lakes and the edge...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Portugal. The Man