The Blood Brothers - Rescue lyrics

rate me

They're fucking after us,

my bathroom mirror is cluttered with colonial faces.

it's a fright, it's a sight, powdered chalky white.

You've got to rescue me

they're stalking me, hiding in mirrors like flesh jack-o-lanterns.

It's a tease, it's a shock, they shriek,

"The Redcoats are coming!" like a choir of boiling lobsters.