מילים לשיר Chanbara – At The Drive-in

Valmara, Valmara, Valmara,
Fletches kiss me with the lisp
Of your shrapnel caress
For the belly flopped proposal of Lost his arm, lost his lip, lost his diving board
Tour de force, tour de force
Let's be friends
Ayachuco!
Defacto
Prosthetic, Prosthetic, Prosthetic Blemish necro is the velcro
Oh, dear God, what a tangled web we weave Of your charred apendage
Cartarize solder gun, in the melting of seeds
All we are are failed attempts
Propelled by stiltIncarcerate the mason fence
My pencil's broken again
Like fletches We will you fill in the blanks
I'm not biting the lead
So I can cheat off your.