Caroliner – I’m Armed With Quarts Of Blood Lyrics
Artist: Caroliner
Song: I’m Armed With Quarts Of Blood
The blue bottled ones are the true and tried
The Aunt Forehead asks me to open wide
You see I mix the drops
Fingers end in fang
The pies of every meal
In the slithering in my frame
Sing out you slopers? while I call
The dog, Drag your baskets ’til yellow
Knuckles are raw
Boiling those legs woven of tough ?? weeds
The medicine and poisons are a new game for me
Behold I bring good tidings
I’m armed with qarts of blood
Behold I bear antique ?? string and skin hold my serpent flood
Snakes wrestle in stomach the have a murderous run
Lo they have good luck armed with stomach blood
If it were not for my clothes and heavy skin
Those all serpents run rampant with a lively bloody din
Here I am baking cooking a poison pie (e)
My moist button watches with a wary snakes eye
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From the album:
Poor Man’s Poem
Release Year: 2011