Madrid - Marc Antoine

Antoine and Birdskull grew up in an oak tree their voice wild squalls of sitars

in heat jaguars in their hair champagne ocean out their window museums of

strange dreams stretched out from here to Tokyo.

Antoine and Birdskull, Supernova’s ignite from their skin’s starlight you and I

were always meant to be together you and I will live and we will die together.

Antoine and Birdskull’s mother left when they were four sold everything she

owned locked them behind the bathroom door.

now they roam the streets steal moans from lovers while they’re sleeping

harvest the crashing sounds of taxi’s smashing into buildings

Supersonic rain won’t stop

You and I are all we got oaraketts are blazing blue.

You Know I’d kill a moon for you!

You gotta kill kill kill kill your friends!

You gotta kill kill kill kill for your friends!