Diamanda festivals, Baby Madness

Diamanda festivals, Baby Madness

Beautiful song from the album 2004 Diamanda festivals in "Canta and the snake"

And here sweet words
Arms covered in blood, and the war began
Hide Kos child the intricacies of the madness
New phone, the new lock on the door
Hide all crazy knives' cos baby

Crazy child, crazy child
Child on a trip to the moon again
Crazy child, crazy child
Hide all children crazy Kos knives

Cockroaches are flying while she sleeps at night
Screaming on his bed, "to help us in the search for a little light"
Stinks of Velveeta, one is under the tongue
Dreaming of you with one hand on his gun

It goes down to the date of birth of the cats in the garden
All bare her claws at the sound of your name
Do not knock on her window, do not knock on the door
It is your home decorated with a single inch of soil

Crazy child, crazy child
Child on a trip to the moon again
Crazy child, crazy child
Hide all crazy knives' cos baby

Chose white roses on your funeral
There are a lot of cities that could be a good man Age
I know she loves you, but it's time to move forward
Do not miss the bus cos the child "from the madness

Crazy child, crazy child
Child on a trip to the moon again
Crazy child, crazy child
Do not miss the bus Kos child of madness

Diamanda festivals, Baby Madness