Scabcharmer (Outtake)

They can’t speak for you
Don’t break all the blood

And they blow holy cross when they cry
And they blow holy cross when they cry
On the cliff in the cleft in the flesh
On the cliff in the cleft in the flesh

All this time in the sun
The embers fly in the sun
The embers coat
His last name is a hovercraft
Longest time I’ve been waiting here
Waiting here for the kind of girl
The kind of girl who I know, who knows...

Don’t break all the blood
Don’t brеak all the blood