Talkin' Backward Masking Blues Testo

Coming down the stairs was someone looking for someone

Clashing into people who all appear to me

As dark and swaying silhouettes like treetrunks in the wind

But instead of peace and silence they're all sweating to be seen


Coming up to me was someone looking for someone

Stumbling and mumbling some inaudible phrase

Me I was just looking for a backdoor to escape

But there are people all around me talking backwards in my face



By the way dear, by the way

Thanks for spitting out the news

And thanks for spilling out that juice

Over me dear, over me

I've got bloodstains on my shoes
Talking backward masking blues