Our cover's blown
We're down in the crawlspace
Our features are stone
Like on a numberless clock face
A match has been thrown
At the digital phone
We should have known, we should have known
Another milestone and
This footrace is done
Our feather bed
Weighs a couple of tons
A bit part on the webcam
The slow dance on the slow jam
While we atone and hear a moan
It's a chorus of drones
And mass arrests
And A. I. pleasure domes
And loyalty tests
Can you give us a loan?
For all the patience we've spent?
Now that we are alone
You blush in tones
Your ennui is showing
You rush into the storm
And it's overflowing
You see us bleeding out
While killing the cow
For the throne
As the high priest intones
Our cover's blown
We are never alone
We are always alone
Big Mother Gig - Our Cover's Blown Lyrics
Big Mother Gig - Our Cover's Blown Lyrics
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Our cover's blown
We're down in the crawlspace
Our features are stone
Like on a numberless clock face
A match has been thrown
At the digital phone
We should have known, we should have known
Another milestone and
This footrace is done
Our feather bed
Weighs a couple of tons
A bit part on the webcam
The slow dance on the slow jam
While we atone and hear a moan
It's a chorus of drones
And mass arrests
And A. I. pleasure domes
And loyalty tests
Can you give us a loan?
For all the patience we've spent?
Now that we are alone
You blush in tones
Your ennui is showing
You rush into the storm
And it's overflowing
You see us bleeding out
While killing the cow
For the throne
As the high priest intones
Our cover's blown
We are never alone
We are always alone
We're down in the crawlspace
Our features are stone
Like on a numberless clock face
A match has been thrown
At the digital phone
We should have known, we should have known
Another milestone and
This footrace is done
Our feather bed
Weighs a couple of tons
A bit part on the webcam
The slow dance on the slow jam
While we atone and hear a moan
It's a chorus of drones
And mass arrests
And A. I. pleasure domes
And loyalty tests
Can you give us a loan?
For all the patience we've spent?
Now that we are alone
You blush in tones
Your ennui is showing
You rush into the storm
And it's overflowing
You see us bleeding out
While killing the cow
For the throne
As the high priest intones
Our cover's blown
We are never alone
We are always alone
Writer: Richard Jankovich, Rick Moody
Copyright: Lyrics © DUCHAMP, INC
Copyright: Lyrics © DUCHAMP, INC