Jericho Lyrics

Jagger swapping, money burning, vapour addled, beat spreading

Come and see me, come and get it, for to get me or forget it

Smoke is creeping, head is reaping, lungs are screaming, phone is beeping

Light is seeping, I've been peeping on a wolf a'softly sleeping

Yes I flake, it knows I fake it, knows I blow around its neck

It sings a nothing to his bed, a parasite about his head

Is gonna grow, gonna spread, stamp it out before ya dead

Sing a broken lullaby and go

To Jericho

To be floating where the cosmic breezes blow

Come with me

Please, Anthony

As they cover you in feathers and parade you through the town

Tell you that they love you as they trip you up and tip you upside down

And I see my coincidences let you down. Frown.

Hope your cucaracha Mama won't come round, bound

To serve eternity upon her ground. Sound.

Nothing but the cynicism that surrounds you, takes you

Vanillas you, smooths and shakes you

Rapes you of everything that made me rate you

Wait to see a sign of what you were

I hate to see you lose yourself to her

So go to Jericho

To be floating where the cosmic breezes blow

Come with me

Please, Anthony

As they fill you with desire as the fire starts to roar

Tell you that they love you as they spin you round and pin you to the door

So double up or throw it up or shit it up the creek

Seek no artistic nourishment from what you reap

Freak out, take it out on nonexistent sleep

You're beat, I see you're suffering, I know you're weak

Get your wood, get your strings and keep it red

Instead of painting watercolours in your bed, you said

There was a twister blowing through your head, it's dead

'Tread carefully' your brothers said

Need a sign you haven't fully slipped away

Pay a visit to me, live it to me, make me pay

For whatever I am doing that is making you sick

Tick the boxes that have proven that it's only a trick

Though it gives you a kick, I bet that nothing will stick

I bet it's blood letting you, I bet you're getting anaemic

Sick and getting sicker but there's hope for you yet

I'd take you back to the beginning but you would only go

To Jericho

To be floating where the cosmic breezes blow

Come with me

Please, Anthony

As they sing along to nothing as the whiskey takes its toll

Take away your memories and smoke them through a bowl

Bring you up to break you as they take away control

Tell you that they love you as they rip you off and strip you

Of your soul.