The Dead Weather (+) Hang You From The Heavens

The Dead Weather ☆ Hang You From The Heavens

Oh..

Come with me, girl

I wanna take you to a place

Where its just you and me..

To my cabin

Let me take you to my favorite place

Just a five hour drive from the city

Just follow the road until it stops

And then keep walking for another forty minutes

Then-out of nowhere..

There it is

My cabin

Right now its icy cold

But in sixteen hours, its gonna be hot

Mmm, Im gonna make you dinner, baby

I hope you like..

Spaghetti

Then we do the dishes manually

With over fifteen different kinds of cutlery

Sixty square meters of heaven on earth

A tiny wooden paradise

Its my own private pinewood Taj Mahal

Except for the shape and the size

The cabin

Where I come to relax

The cabin

Wear the same pants for a week

The cabin

Ive got skis on my walls

In my cabin..

One day this place will be mine

Only split it with my brother, sister, father, uncle and his
lover

And if you like to piss outside..

This is definitely the place for you

Mmm

‘Cause I’ve been pissin’ over here

And pissin’ over there

One time I even pissed over here

But you should never ever shit outside

We have a small, separate cabin

For that kind of stuff

We can hang stuff on the wall together

As long as it’s copper

Or dead animals

And who’s that man on the wall?

Dad?

DAD? Is that you?

Who put my dad inside the wall?

Dad?

Dont you worry

Im gonna get you out of here

Aaah..

Its a picture

Sixty square meters of heaven on earth

A tiny wooden paradise

Its my paradise

My own private pinewood Taj Mahal

Except for the shape and the size

It has a shape, it has a size

You should really come here some time

Come on, we’ve been married for ten years

Mmm..I miss you so much

And I don’t understand it

Now why don’t you come to my cabin

We can play some chinachess

And take a long cold shower together

I got forty nine cards ready to be played with

And a joker from another deck

Impossible to spot

We can just walk and walk and walk and walk and walk

You know theres no such thing as bad weather

Only bad kleather

When you come up to my cabin..

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