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The Flaming Lips 2011 #9: The Flaming Lips with Yoko Ono/Plastic Ono Band (The Flaming Lips) · Scab Dates (The Mars Volta) · Scab Dates (The Mars Volta) · Scab Dates (The Mars Volta) · Black Hair Black Eyes Black Suit (Hugh Cornwell) · Black on Black: A Tribute to Black Flag [2006] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Touch of Your Lips (Chet Baker) · The Best of the Rest of Ernie Ashworth: Talk Back Trembling Lips (Ernest Ashworth) · Read My Lips (Thousand Points of Night) · The Touch of Your Lips (Chet Baker) – and 90 other albums »


This wound cannot be patched
as my blood runs gelatinous, sweet and black
Only to be tasted by the chafed lips of the inflicter, a mirror
a chance to hold you 
I'd never let you go 

You're my queen in the black 
With your time-stopping body 
Queen in the black 
With your eyes that
self
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get our meat
While we ask no reason for
every time I flash on that look in your eyes
which whispers of a black zone
which'll mock all my credos as lies,
where all logic is done
and time will
I am an anti everything man
A scab on the lips of the Lord
My caustic dismissal
Is all I need to get you
To fall on your sword

It's easy to live
I am an anti everything man
A scab on the lips of the lord
My caustic dismissal
Is all I need to get you
To fall on your sword

It's easy to live
In Orient where wise I was
To please the way I live
Come give the beggar chance at hand
His life is on his lip

Three score a thousand times
paradise

Lips of times of secret 
Murmur evil sprouts
Purges the redeemer
Purge

The angel of voices
Injected by silence
Last breath of nails
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
truths through my "Hard Knock Life" time my gift and a curse
I gave you volume after volume of my work so you can feel my truths
I built the Dynasty by
from head to toe
The only record that she ever played
Was "just like a rolling stone"
We started talking by the candlelight
Her lips get closer
does not understand the depth of my black hole
Fed by brothers basking in the season of the sick

My love is like a deadly poison lying on my lips
I
on the floor

But baby I gotta get through
Crumb by crumb in this big black forest
Maybe in you I'll believe 
Maybe I'll believe in you

Suddenly I'm not
stone"

We started talking by the candlelight
Her lips get closer to mine
We started dancing all around the room
Helped by a bottle of wine

Hey
bein ourself 
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat 
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get our meat 
While we ask no
up, cover loose
Like we saw black, like we saw brow, green, too
You saw an often but it’s over too soon

Like we saw black, running a million times
I
dreamville 
A long time ago
A million miles away
All the trees were green
In dreamville

I keep wakin' up all by myself
With a blue jay in my brain
when time has come

Licked by the tongues of pride
I shall forever walk inside
Kissed by the lips of insanity
I shall die eternally.
Dressed in black
He walks alone, a shadow in the night
Each time he walks by my window
Can't hold the tears from my eyes
We're so much in love
still got lips and loopy ass cheeks
I'm the melted ice cream covered in ants
Got dried blood and guts on my favorite black pants
This one freeky bitch,
my dad
I was a scavenger, 14 years old eatin' scabs
Graduated ta nigga meat, but I don't want to brag
Fuck Jeffry Dohmer, he a muthafuckin fag
I got
He trembles in the bitter wind
Until it's time for us to speak
Whilst others here are sleeping sound
I'll slip away by floorboard creak

Upon
on the floor

But baby I gotta get through
Crumb by crumb in this big black forest
Maybe in you I'll believe 
Maybe I'll believe in you

Suddenly I'm not
and writes without having to think twice
Without asking for advice, letting the scalps peel
Having brains picked by head lice before the scabs heal
His death
One evenin' as I rambled
Among the spring in time
I overheard a young woman
Converse with Reynardine

Her hair was black and her eyes were blue
Her