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Crepitus

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"Crepitus"
Crepitus cover
Album track by Carnival Art
Album Welcome to Vas Llegas (album)
Released 1992
Length 3:59
Label Beggars Banquet Records
Writer(s) Michael P. Tak
Producer(s) Nicholas Sansano
Status Released
Welcome to Vas Llegas (album) track listing
"Bullet Surprise"
(8)
"Crepitus"
(9)
"Little Elvis"
(10)

"Crepitus" is the ninth track of Carnival Art's third album, Welcome to Vas Llegas.

Appearances

Personnel

Audio

Lyrics

Lyrics page featured in the CD booklet of Welcome to Vas Llegas.
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You know about wide Mickey?
You know about wide Mickey dumb
He's green without his envy
He spilled it all on number one

He bought him some rum and a habit
He'll do anything to have it
His neck, it will creak and his voice, it may squeak
But his mind he must keep, 'cause he'll never give in

Give in
Give in
Give in

You heard about pure Ira?
You heard about pure Ira ???
He cleans himself with gloves on
He cleans all the clouds from his sky

With this, he has a room for his head
The clouds were the pillows for bed
He kicked up his feet, with a crack and a scream
Then a snap in his knee from some shit he slipped in

Slipped in
Slipped in
Slipped in

The dead stiffs dead
He died fighting
The dead stiffs dead
We're all dying

You pacify old Peter
You pacify old Peter pie
They say he is unhealthy
They say he is just squeaking by

He took a white nurse by the collar
She stood about six inches taller
He went for the kill, with a semi-full moon
Said there isn't a tomb he could ever live in

Live in
Live in
Live in

The dead stiffs dead
He died fighting
The dead stiffs dead
We're all dying

Your back is bent from sitting
Weak, but clean, not quitting
Your life, it is ending, you keep it all sterile
To float in a barrel the monkeys fit in

Fit in
Fit in
Fit in

Give in
Slipped in
Live in
Fit in

See also