They gather to gather forever forever
They gather to gather forever forever
They dance in the dumpsters when they are hungry
They gather to gather forever forever
They hide in the darkness when the cop car passes
Their eyes are so pure and their faces are placid
The world on acid
They pass round the flask that fills smoke in their lungs
This is the diviner's comb
They bury the pigs in the blood of their home
They bury the pigs in the blood of their home
They ride through the desert to find devil's canyon
They bury the pigs in the blood of their home
They cover their chests in arrests of the masses
Their eyes are so pure and their faces are placid
The world on acid
They bend over backs to put holes in their lungs
This is how they creepy crawl
Specializing in bright, sunny "bedroom rock español," this Brooklyn singer-songwriter puts a unique spin on lo-fi music. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 18, 2024