Masters of Reality Follow
Boymilk Waltz lyrics
The milk is sour and the words profound
The babes in the woods are all cowlic bound
Dreams are nixed
Blessings are mixed
And the road to the slaughterhouse
Soon to be fixed
The tide falls back with the bones it's found
The night sits waiting because the world is round
All good things lost in time
Now the audience dozes at the drop of a dime
The milk is sour and the words profound
The babes in the woods are all cowlic bound
The tempo's false
The boymilk waltz
Has the ushers in the aisles doing sommersaults
Part of these releases
-
-
- Track 11 on Welcome to the Western Lodge
- 10 Calling Dr. Carrion
- 12 Lover's Sky
Boymilk Waltz Video
Thanks to
Alexander
for submitting the lyrics.
Correct these lyrics
Comments on Boymilk Waltz
Submit your thoughts
These comments are owned by whoever posted them. This lyrics site is not responsible for them in any way.
© to the lyrics most likely owned by either the publisher () or
the artist(s) (Masters of Reality) which produced the music or artwork. Details
