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The Malkin Jewel - The Mars Volta
I must have crawled through your
Bedroom door in a fit of jealous breathPerched
Upon the Bacchus foot of your
Unsuspecting bed From the blossom rags in my jackal
Croon to the stems of this cinquefoil
I give to you the shrapnel with which to sprinkle
In her soil because
All the traps in the cellar go clickety clack
Cause you know I always set them for you
Yeah
All the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps
You know they're going to take me to you
Yeah
You wash it down with harlot soap
Well is this what you want
I'll paint your steps with the lilac stains of
Smelter revenant
My cutlery is rattling in the dormant wooden drawers
From the palm of my throne
I'm begging you to cut the orchid cord because
And I all traps in the cellar go clickety clack
Cause you know I always set them for you
Yeah
All the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps
You know they're going to take me to you
Yeah
I know a girl that was woven in spindle and thread
Trapped in a bivouac of taffeta scaffolding wed
She tosses and turns and wakes all the children in nest
Yawning with hunger they take turns of nourishment
And she says aah
Somebody somebody help me
Aah
Is there anybody that can set me free
Aah
From the mountains of avarice this I beg to you
My ether turns flesh to gravel
All the traps in the cellar go clickety clack
Cause you know I always set them for you
Yeah for you
All the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps
You know they're going to take me to you
Yeah to you
All the traps in the cellar go clickety clack
Cause you know I always set them for you
Yeah for you
All the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps
You know they're going to
