At The Drive-In – Governed By Contagions Lyrics

Governed By Contagions by At The Drive-In
Album : in·ter a·li·a
Released : 2017
Genre : Alternative Rock
Label : Rise Records

Portrait of a family force fed through tunnel straws
Singing cannibal hymns of the bourgeoisie
There’s a narc on every corner
Knock, knock, knock on every door
With a home made remedy to loosen every tongue

How many bites do you think it takes to get to the cyanide tooth?
Brace yourself, my darling
Brace yourself, my love

Smuggled in their faith like an orbit in decay
Drools the cloying adulation of the piss ants
One shot for every snitch leads the needle to the stitch
It’s a homemade remedy to loosen every tongue

How many bites do you think it takes to get to the cyanide tooth?
Brace yourself, my darling
Brace yourself, my love

How many cries will the owners fake to save pathological truths?
Brace yourself, my darling
Brace yourself, my love

That’s the way the guillotine claps
She’s the one who’s governed by contagions
That’s the way the guillotine claps
She’s the one who’s governed by contagions

Life! Is not the answer
Cry! Will you assimilate love in the time of gilded crumbs?
Crawl! Until you weep with blood
Life! Is not the answer
Canaries in the coal mine dropping like flies

How many bites do you think it takes to get to the cyanide tooth?
Brace yourself, my darling
Brace your poleaxed love

That’s the way the guillotine claps
She’s the one who’s governed by contagions
That’s the way the guillotine claps
She’s the one who’s governed by contagions

Too many bodies shriveled up in their tributes
Too many bodies flayed with a grin
Brace yourself, my darling
Brace yourself for a flood
He’s the man behind the dresser giving zodiac advice
He says there will come a day to delete everything
Brace yourself, my darling
Brace yourself for a flood
There’s a woman eating her newborn under a tractor’s frame
She says barren are the fields from the nephilim rain
Brace yourself, my darling
Brace yourself for a flood

That’s the way the guillotine claps
He’s the one who’s governed by contagions
That’s the way the guillotine claps
He’s the one who’s governed by contagions

Governed by contagions
Governed by contagions

○ At The Drive-In – in·ter a·li·a (Album 2017)
01. ‘No Wolf Like The Present
02. ‘Continuum
03. ‘Tilting At The Univendor
04. ‘Governed By Contagions
05. ‘Pendulum In A Peasant Dress
06. ‘Incurably Innocent
07. ‘Call Broken Arrow
08 ‘Holtzclaw
09. ‘Torrentially Cutshaw
10. ‘Ghost-tape No.9
11. ‘Hostage Stamps

○ Listen to “At The Drive-In” Songs

● “Star Slight ”

[ Quotable ]
He spits on your tip-toes
(Guided by star slight)
And you keep hugging folklore
(Nowhere is home)
To cover
Discover
(Inside of my mind)
Cover
Discover
But this is star slight

● “Chanbara ”

[ Quotable ]
Prosthetic, prosthetic, prosthetic blemish
Necro is the Velcro on the charred appendage
Cauterize solder gun in the melting of seeds
Oh, dear god, what a tangled web we weave

● “Rolodex Propaganda ”

[ Quotable ]
Jigsaw pattern dominoes left a trail
The whites of their eyes polaroids of the tale
For our amusement we bring stares to the defendants
Mechanical panaceas absolved by history
Phonetic paralysis inflicted through morality
The seed that it nurtured was a wilted bouquet
Temper temper temperature

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