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Swans "Jim" ("My Father Will Guide Me Up A Rope To The Sky" Full Album Part 3)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Swans
Swans
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Gira
Michael Gira
Composer

Lyrics

(I'm ready when you guys is) (Rolling, Jason?) It's time to sleep, it's time to leave To loose the binds, to lose a mind Time to exhale, to drink the green sea To drift upon the scarlet breeze It's time, it's time, it's time to begin It's time, it's time, it's time to just leave Let's raise up our hands in prayer Walk barefoot upon this carpet of air Na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na Let's string up the man at the top of the stairs Let's piss on the city that's burning down there Jim, Jim, Jim, oh, Jim Jim, Jim, it's time to begin Ride your mechanical beast to Heaven Ride your beautiful bitch to the ultimate sin Na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na Ah, don't cry, sweet plum, no regrets We will strangle you up in the loft Na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na These methadrine teeth are piled up in the sink And your mother is screaming to finish him off Now, Heaven will come We will rise again Yeah, Heaven will come We will win It is 200 miles to The place where we begin Yeah, Heaven will come We will win
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