The Blow, Part 2 Songtext
von the Microphones

Oh Mikhaela you have burned me
You have taken me and turned me
Into a cloud of smoke, lost on the humming wind
Were we wrestling or were we hugging?
And these backpacks we were lugging
What deep damage we have done, you were my friend
And though the last three years were sunny
Thunderclouds shaded my tummy
Now let the breeze be felt, let go of my pale skin
Oh the blow


Oh the blow you have my hunger
You have my quake
You have my thunder
And when I turned to go then you took my best friend
You omnivore, devouring blindly
I heard your slurping sounds behind me
As I ran you took the joy of giving in

I give up on your dark looming
I see you I say, "goodbye human"
Now give him back, give it back
I want my own wind
To blow