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Butterflies

de Blanche

(1:)I'm like jack, I'm from southern land,
Im holding your happiness in my hand,
the sun behind me is a sexual red,
and all your bounty-hunting ghosts are dead

I am like jack, and I tell you this
I will be your lover and excorcist
In the stillness of the mosquito sunset,
You will make love to me to your very best

(hey hey)

Yes I'm like jack on fire (hey hey)
Your lips kiss jack on fire

at New Orleans at the Mardi Gra,
I was dancing in a costume made of straw,
Some creole boys was lying dead,
and I used his blood to paint the costume red,
Black and white on an abandoned brain,
a few nerves and head and a ball of string,
the marshes are sinking in a bright red sky,
and you will make love to me tonight

(hey hey)

Yes, i'm like Jack on fire (hey hey)
Your lips kiss Jack on fire

(2:) and when you fall in love with me,
we can dig a hole by the willow tree
then I will fuck you till you die
bury you and kiss this whole town goodbye

(1:) itll be unhappy, it will be sad
but itll be understood that I am bad
hey woman dont go and lie to me
because every day is judgement day to me
(hey hey)

Yes I'm like Jack on fire (hey hey)
your lips kiss Jack on fire
sleep with a... jack on fire
and you feel like a... jack on fire
and you kneel with a... jack on fire
well you pray with a... jack on fire

(no ohhh)
(you are nothing)
(you will feel like a...)
(jack on fire)
(jack on fire)

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