Tourniquet of Roses

Album cover art for "Tourniquet of Roses" by The Residents

The Residents - Pop

Tourniquet of Roses

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Duration: 3:17

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The onion's in the fat And the bacon's bought the bat And the Posie's never even near the picture [Voice, in the right speaker] Now where to went that rotten egg For feelin' up my lover's leg I'll boil him 'til the begs to be a breakfast [Back to first voice] So I'm left all alone Because my father fought the foam And now I can't accept the pharmacy's prescription [First voice doubled] So now there is a bank Where once a summer spring Reminded us of what we thought we ought to ding-a-ling For ringing ringing rockets Roar a tub of a' lard today And all that's left Is something else There is no more to say [~4-voice Chorus starting on the right then moving to the center and fading out] Is no more to say now... Is no more to say... Is no more to say now... Is no more to say... Is no more to say now... Is no more to say... Is no more to say now... Is no more to say... Is no more to say now... Is no more to say... Is no more to say now... Is no more to say... Is no more to say now... Is no more to say... Is no more to say now... Is no more to say... Is no more to say now... Is no more to say...

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