Flame Thrower Songtext
von The Laurel Collective

In a cold last chance saloon
Facedown bleeding on my spoon
That′s the way we ate our meals
With the sultry doom platoon

It was floating maple leaves
The river said my time was up
And in my hand unfinished verse
When I knew I had the curse

Artifacts of our love will dissolve in the river
So I don't know what gesture I can make or deliver
In an army surplus store I bought a Flame Thrower
So I can write my love and her town hall in fire


Now maple leaves are falling down
Unfinished Haiku′s on the ground
And еvery leaf a foolish soul
To the cuckoo's mocking sound

Artifacts of our lovе will dissolve in the river
So I don't know what gesture I can make or deliver
In an army surplus store I bought a Flame Thrower
So I can write my love and her town hall in fire

In another life I was a samurai (samurai)
I let all my enemies just pass me by (pass me by)
With my plastic sword, I wouldn′t hurt a fly (hurt a fly)
Even when I knew they were alumni (alumni)

Our love will dissolve in the river
So I don′t know what gesture I can make or deliver
In an army surplus store I bought a Flame Thrower
So I can write my love and her town hall in fire