Testo Local Norma Jean - Madrugada
Testo della canzone Local Norma Jean (Madrugada), tratta dall'album The Nightly Disease (Deluxe Edition) [Remastered]
Oh, and the field was the floor
And the mirror ball set stars upon the factory wall
And she waited in the room for a man
For ancient love
Oh, now kiss me, Norma Jeane
And he went in and kissed her, Norma Jeane, Norma Jeane
Oh, I have this funny feeling that I'll bring you luck
Oh, yes, I know, I know that I'll bring you luck, oh
Woo!
Well, the story of this town is a sorry-ass one
In the words of the local Norma Jeane
So if I had a plan, I would jump a bus
And hell, I would never come back here no more
The words of the local Norma Jeane
Oh, the ring sits on the finger
And the first yellow moon upon the factory wall
It lingers, lingers long before the front door slams in
And it is time
Oh, it is time for the pistol
Oh, the furnace is lit and the wire cut into her wrist
And the fist makes her warm, black and the old time
Oh, until death do us part and we sleep in the blankets and alive
Oh
Woo!
Well, the story of this town is a sorry-ass one
In the words of the local Norma Jeane
So if I had a plan, I would jump a bus
And, oh, hell, I would never come back here no more
Woo!
Oh, there is no love in Norma Jeane
Woo!
Oh, there is no love in Norma Jeane
The night is set for fire and screams
Oh, there is no love in Norma Jeane
The night is set for fire and screams
Oh, there is no love in Norma Jeane
The night is set for fire and screams
Credits
Writer(s): Frode Jacobsen, Robert S Burås, Jon Pettersen, Sivert H?yem
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