Ты узнаешь меня по перстню на пальце
Наша память хранит забытые песни
Мы умеем плясать первобытные танцы
Сколько лет я не слышал язык этот древний
Этот шепот любви никому не понятный
На какую-то ночь в нашем вечном бессмертье
Мы вернемся с тобой в Атлантиду обратно
Где-то там под водой спит наш город старинный
В тишине первозданной он хранит наши тайны
Мы любили друг друга - потому и спаслись
Мне не хочется думать что это случайно
Будет серое утро и влекомы судьбою
Мы опять превратимся в одиноких скитальцев
И никто не узнает что свело нас с тобою
Эти тайные знаки эти перстни на пальцах
Но пока длится ночь я хочу слышать этот
Позабытый язык никому не понятный
Я так ждал тебя долгих десять тысячелетий
Чтоб вернуться с тобой в Атлантиду обратно
Я узнаю тебя по тайному знаку
Ты узнаешь меня по перстню на пальце
Наша память хранит забытые песни
Мы умеем плясать первобытные танцы
Нау
Правда, была еще вторая песня...
Girls:
I can't feel nothing at all (x2)
Grave Robber:
Drug Market
Submarket
Sometimes, I wonder why I ever got in.
Blood Market
Love Market
Sometimes, I wonder why they need me at all.
Zydrate comes in a little glass vial
Shilo:
A little glass vial?
Girls:
A little glass vial
Grave Robber:
And the little glass vial goes into the gun like a battery
And the Zydrate gun goes somewhere against your anatomy
And when the gun goes off, it sparks, and you're ready for surgery
Surgery...
Amber Sweet:
Grave Robber, Grave Robber
Sometimes, I wonder why I even bother.
Graver Robber, Grave Robber
Sometimes, I wonder why I need you at all.
Grave Robber:
And Amber Sweet is addicted to the knife
Shilo:
Addicted to the knife?
Girls:
Addicted to the knife
Grave Robber:
And addicted to the knife
She needs a little help with the agony
And a little help comes in a little glass vial
In a gun pressed against her anatomy
And when the gun goes off, Miss Sweet is ready for surgery
Surgery...
Amber Sweet:
Graver Robber, Grave Robber
Sometimes, I wonder why I need you at all.
Girls:
It's clean
It's clear
It's pure
It's rare [x6]
Grave Robber:
It's takes you there (x2)
Before you cut
A change inside
Amber Sweet:
I can't feel nothing at all
Feel alive!
So you think you got heart?
So you think you got balls?
So you think you Mag can sing?
Shilo:
I don't think nothing at all.
Amber Sweet:
So you think Mag has pipes?
Well, it's my turn to shine.
When the Repo Man strikes!
Shilo:
What are you talking about?
Grave Robber:
Mag's contract's got some mighty fine print
Shilo:
Mighty fine print?
Girls:
Mighty... fine... print
Grave Robber:
And that mighty fine print puts Mag in a mighty fine predicament
If Mag up and splits, her eyes are forfeit
And if GeneCo and Rotti so will it
Then a Repo Man will come
And she'll pay for that surgery
Surgery!
Repo: The Genetic Opera
I can't feel nothing at all (x2)
Grave Robber:
Drug Market
Submarket
Sometimes, I wonder why I ever got in.
Blood Market
Love Market
Sometimes, I wonder why they need me at all.
Zydrate comes in a little glass vial
Shilo:
A little glass vial?
Girls:
A little glass vial
Grave Robber:
And the little glass vial goes into the gun like a battery
And the Zydrate gun goes somewhere against your anatomy
And when the gun goes off, it sparks, and you're ready for surgery
Surgery...
Amber Sweet:
Grave Robber, Grave Robber
Sometimes, I wonder why I even bother.
Graver Robber, Grave Robber
Sometimes, I wonder why I need you at all.
Grave Robber:
And Amber Sweet is addicted to the knife
Shilo:
Addicted to the knife?
Girls:
Addicted to the knife
Grave Robber:
And addicted to the knife
She needs a little help with the agony
And a little help comes in a little glass vial
In a gun pressed against her anatomy
And when the gun goes off, Miss Sweet is ready for surgery
Surgery...
Amber Sweet:
Graver Robber, Grave Robber
Sometimes, I wonder why I need you at all.
Girls:
It's clean
It's clear
It's pure
It's rare [x6]
Grave Robber:
It's takes you there (x2)
Before you cut
A change inside
Amber Sweet:
I can't feel nothing at all
Feel alive!
So you think you got heart?
So you think you got balls?
So you think you Mag can sing?
Shilo:
I don't think nothing at all.
Amber Sweet:
So you think Mag has pipes?
Well, it's my turn to shine.
When the Repo Man strikes!
Shilo:
What are you talking about?
Grave Robber:
Mag's contract's got some mighty fine print
Shilo:
Mighty fine print?
Girls:
Mighty... fine... print
Grave Robber:
And that mighty fine print puts Mag in a mighty fine predicament
If Mag up and splits, her eyes are forfeit
And if GeneCo and Rotti so will it
Then a Repo Man will come
And she'll pay for that surgery
Surgery!
Repo: The Genetic Opera