The Bonzo Dog Band - 11 Mustachioed Daughters(2007 Remaster)
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[00:26.850]Eleven moustachioed daughters running in a field of fat
[00:31.080]The moon is high the mandrake screams
[00:32.670]Please come to our sabbat
[00:34.530]The changeling children shiver round the fire their mothers dance
[00:38.310]With strangely painted faces
[00:40.080]That smile but never laugh
[00:46.650]The crow pecked gibbet's victim swings broken in his cage
[00:53.790]His hands cut down to make a crown
[00:55.650]To wear as our homage
[00:57.750]Round and round the magic ring soft figures fastly rush
[01:01.620]And wolf like things and toads with wings whisper wetly
[01:04.080]Come with us
[01:12.870]The fresh plucked eye of a favourite cat
[01:15.240]Pulped and mixed with a white hens fat
[01:17.400]A lapwings' wing and lions' gall
[01:18.900]And Belladonna to make your eyes
[01:21.180]Like a beasts
[01:27.810]To anoint the body and make it shine
[01:29.820]To drink and make thyself divine
[01:31.860]To choose another's form and make it thine
[01:54.030]And now they gibber blasphemy and fill the fetid air
[01:57.870]With ancient lies and leprous cries
[01:59.850]This night he will be there
[02:01.860]A madness has them mouths gape wide
[02:03.750]As one they sway and moan and every brutish face is turned
[02:07.380]To see our goat king's throne
[02:15.570]I don't remember too good but I think John Wayne was in it
[03:18.330]I don't remember too good but I think John Wayne was in it
[03:26.550]I don't remember too good but I think John Wayne was in it
[03:30.750]I don't remember too good but I think John Wayne was in it
文本歌词
Eleven moustachioed daughters running in a field of fat
The moon is high the mandrake screams
Please come to our sabbat
The changeling children shiver round the fire their mothers dance
With strangely painted faces
That smile but never laugh
The crow pecked gibbet's victim swings broken in his cage
His hands cut down to make a crown
To wear as our homage
Round and round the magic ring soft figures fastly rush
And wolf like things and toads with wings whisper wetly
Come with us
The fresh plucked eye of a favourite cat
Pulped and mixed with a white hens fat
A lapwings' wing and lions' gall
And Belladonna to make your eyes
Like a beasts
To anoint the body and make it shine
To drink and make thyself divine
To choose another's form and make it thine
And now they gibber blasphemy and fill the fetid air
With ancient lies and leprous cries
This night he will be there
A madness has them mouths gape wide
As one they sway and moan and every brutish face is turned
To see our goat king's throne
I don't remember too good but I think John Wayne was in it
I don't remember too good but I think John Wayne was in it
I don't remember too good but I think John Wayne was in it
I don't remember too good but I think John Wayne was in it