Them Crooked Vultures - Elephants
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Painted as monsters, 
borracho, cansado. 
Do you know what the people say? 
Plucked from the garden 
of wicked beliefs, 
I offer a rose 
and smile with harmless teeth. 
Then slick back my hair, 
You know the devil's in there? 
Alone in the garden. 
Like lumbering giants 
in a shameful parade, 
we came to ruin all and 
make a rotten trade. 
So roll over... 
Scattered on the shore, 
surely washed away. 
Feeling somewhat deserving 
of what will be someday. 
No I can never stay melancholy, 
I've the memory of your face. 
No I can never stay melancholy for long... 
until I move on. 
We're unwanted strangers, 
exploited and dangerous, 
unable to hide or even dream of it. 
Como estas? 
parting the seas,