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Fingers: 1-900-USA-NAILS
Prisoner: "operator I love you. Operator, I would never leave you... Operator I love to see your face pressed up against the glass. I need to hear the way your tongue tastes in my ear..."
Operator: "Put the receiver to your chest and let me know who loves you best."
Prisoner: "The county sheriff said that my baby is dead. They found him in some trash can, blue all clenched and chewed. Don't judge me, I'm not his real mother, I couldn't even recognize his face, his tears of wax, his skin like a subway running over spinal tracks. Operator can I confide you? They haven't got an ounce of proof! Those pigs locked me up to see what color i'd rot into! ( It wasn't me it was my false tiger limbs.. It wasn't me it was the garbage gryphon!) When i walk i wald alone (operator come on!), when I watch you through the phone (operator come on) and depupil these lonely eyes, the love scenes grafted to the sky are making me cry...1-900-USA-NAILS (oh baby) I get one phone call a day from Molson County jail...
Operator: 1-900-USA-NAILS. 98 cents per minute cash or credit, check or debit...
(noticeable pause)
Prisoner: Operator-rator wont you tell me again! Operator-rator yeah you're my only friend!
Operator: "Do you remember that night in the back of daddy's car...strumming the chords of your pubic guitar...the way you tasted like a movie star...the way the windsheild reflected the sunrise, the way the light tattooed your thighs...You're the most beautiful girl in the whole wide world... .. your time is up, till next time! We'll send you a bill."
Prisoner: Listen....can you hear the buildings crumbling in slow motion? Blow me up like a baloon we'll float over the ocean! Listen...can you hear them taking me away, don't tell the fucking guards what i've said. can you see the angels stringing wires through my face?...
Operator: Meet me next week, same time, same place
Prisoner: "operator I love you. Operator, I would never leave you... Operator I love to see your face pressed up against the glass. I need to hear the way your tongue tastes in my ear..."
Operator: "Put the receiver to your chest and let me know who loves you best."
Prisoner: "The county sheriff said that my baby is dead. They found him in some trash can, blue all clenched and chewed. Don't judge me, I'm not his real mother, I couldn't even recognize his face, his tears of wax, his skin like a subway running over spinal tracks. Operator can I confide you? They haven't got an ounce of proof! Those pigs locked me up to see what color i'd rot into! ( It wasn't me it was my false tiger limbs.. It wasn't me it was the garbage gryphon!) When i walk i wald alone (operator come on!), when I watch you through the phone (operator come on) and depupil these lonely eyes, the love scenes grafted to the sky are making me cry...1-900-USA-NAILS (oh baby) I get one phone call a day from Molson County jail...
Operator: 1-900-USA-NAILS. 98 cents per minute cash or credit, check or debit...
(noticeable pause)
Prisoner: Operator-rator wont you tell me again! Operator-rator yeah you're my only friend!
Operator: "Do you remember that night in the back of daddy's car...strumming the chords of your pubic guitar...the way you tasted like a movie star...the way the windsheild reflected the sunrise, the way the light tattooed your thighs...You're the most beautiful girl in the whole wide world... .. your time is up, till next time! We'll send you a bill."
Prisoner: Listen....can you hear the buildings crumbling in slow motion? Blow me up like a baloon we'll float over the ocean! Listen...can you hear them taking me away, don't tell the fucking guards what i've said. can you see the angels stringing wires through my face?...
Operator: Meet me next week, same time, same place
Lyrics submitted by rjbucs28
Track duration: 05:15
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LOVE that part
"I need to hear the way your tongue tastes in my ear"
absolute genius!!
I'm in fucking love with this song.
All the references to the garbage and not recognising the baby's face.
It's not "all over the place" the Blood Brothers take an amazing amount of time into choreography. They make it all COUNT.
The guitar is chopped to give you this exhilirated feeling, the bass is often simple but compelling.. NOTHING takes a direct lead--except the vocals.
The reason. Their messages are strong.
Such a twisted woman... But the one thing I cannot decide is if she is actually imprisoned. When I read it--it all appears to be yet another metaphor. It seems like she feels caged within a relationship, so she resorts to alcoholism and well minor escapes like phonesex lines.
No matter what--It just further shows the Indescency which runs rampant.