Chinese Sword by Disco Ensemble from album Warriors
Duration : 2 minutes & 39 seconds.
Listener : 4828 peoples.
Played : 28883 times and counting.
Green like a pear
Jumped off the hospital bed
You brought me sweets and the grossest of cactuses (sic)
Hand on the pulse you stamped the ants that were
Marching in rows to lay eggs in my hair
And the cruel woon it hung low
Moon it hung low
With it's arc bent like a sword
A chinese sword
In the back of my brain
A glimmer of hope was itching
Like toes of a leg that got amputated
Greenish white, my face like a canvas
Where end credits roll from my foreheads to chin
Stay in your seats
And watch the end credits roll from the foreheads to chin
And the cruel woon it hung low
Moon it hung low
With it's arc bent like a sword
A chinese sword
It felt no compassion
It felt no remorse
Chopping our heads right off
The cruel moon it hung low
The moon it hung low
Oh, we cried like there was another fate in store
Where we hold each other in a jet plane
Circling the earth to keep the night from
Catching us again
And the cruel woon it hung low
Moon it hung low
With it's arc bent like a sword
A chinese sword
It felt no compassion
It felt no remorse
Chopping our heads right off
The cruel moon it hung low
The moon it hung low
Sharp like a chinese sword
