Captain Beefheart - Brickbats mp3 download

  • Artist: Captain Beefheart
  • Song: Brickbats
  • Genre: Pop
  • Length: 02:45
  • Size: 5.2MB
  • Bitrate: 256Kbps
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  • Upload by: Kirill
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Comments

Winter Camilo

2019-07-13 18:55:54 | Profile
Making the night more interesting!..... It certainly is. Great tune.

Andini Agustin

2019-06-21 19:15:12 | Profile
The version in the Dust Sucker album is way better

shay bloodmoon

2019-06-17 15:13:53 | Profile
Brickbats fly at my fireplace Upside down I see them in the fire They squeak and roast there Wings leap across the floor Fold up the wall shadows The window curtain ghost Throws my heart and dusts my throat My mind caught by the corner Gradually decides its safe Becomes a bat itself Flexes its little claws Curse its leather wings With loud, hollow pops Around the room Threatening to dash its brains Somehow at the last minute Retreats and becomes a natural glue And holds fast and slow In every o

Эмилия Ахтямова

2019-06-04 09:07:15 | Profile
Brickbats fly my fireplaceUpside down I see them in the fireThey squeak and roast thereWings leap across the floorFold up the wall shadowsThe window curtain ghostFroze my heart and dusts my throatMy mind caught by the cornerGradually decides its safeBecomes a bat itselfFlexes its little clawsTests its leather wingsWith loud hollow popsAround the roomThreatening to dash its brainsSomehow at the last minuteRetreats and becomes a natural glueThat holds fast and slowAnd every other motionMaking the night more interestingBecomes a cold liquid breezeThat freezes and thawsAnd pours the surroundingsFull as no breath can be takenIt drowns and relievesTo see the black turn into yellowAnd the yellow into blackBrickbats