The Blood Brothers – Metronomes

The Blood Brothers – Metronomes Lyrics

Artist: The Blood Brothers
Song: Metronomes

And every soldier’s face is burnt
And it’s a mask of withered flesh
And their hands have turned to rifles now
And they kill everything and anything they touch

So watch the trees swaying in the breeze
Keeping beat to the butchery
And every subway station’s wrecked
It shuts down and off

And business men in a panic:
“Here they come! Here they come!”
And they collect power killing love
So watch the bat

Picnic death camps
Keeping beat to the butchery
So children come brew the skyscrapers
The cities are ripe concrete vineyards

And the metronome clicks like anew
And the metronome clicks over our skulls
And every single window pane is smashed
And every compass is smiling broken glass

Here’s a place where the soldiers came
To rake up all that they could take
So toss another bottle
Pull another pin

Light up the sky in a butchery
So children come brew the skyscrapers
The cities are ripe concrete vineyards
And the metronome clicks like anew

And the metronome clicks over our skulls
So children come brew the skyscrapers
The cities are ripe concrete vineyards
So children come brew the skyscrapers

The cities are ripe concrete vineyards
And the metronome clicks like anew
And the metronome clicks over our skulls
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The Blood Brothers Lyrics – Metronomes

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From the album:
Crimes (Bonus Track Version)
Release Year: 2004