Swear!
Swear!
There’s a mist against the sky
The blood gulls are calling out to you
A shrill wind kicks against your coattails
And sends shivers down your spine
They say its never been this cold in Copenhagen
And all the bars are crankin’ heat
The word is that you sucked your lover dry
They found a body in a gruesome peat
All a-wide eyed and filled with worms
Oh it’s never been this cold in Copenhagen…
Now out beyond the stacks
Where the churchyards yawn and breathe hell
The priеsts cross themselves; hеad, chest, and shoulders
As you take a shovel to the warm and rotting smell
You say you gotta show those shrivelled souls the truth down in Copenhagen
So you hold up a skull toward the dull skies
In the crowded palace grounds
But all the tourists and their little sweet children
They are-a laughing out loud
Its never been this cold in Copenhagen
And you’re bleeding out your ears
You’re bleeding out your eyes
They say you’re unstable
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