Sangre De Torro 91

Written By: Mike Viola
Mike Viola Involvement: Writer, Producer, Performer
 
 

This Song Appears On:

2012Home Demos and OuttakesDemos, Outtakes

 

Lyrics


Send white roses for the matador
He still thinks his bull is dead
Under blue mexican grass
All he'll ever see is red
Dante spoke like Kennedy
When the sea swallowed the sun
Whiskey thinned my blood
I ripped the nails from that dove
She flew home
With enough breath to say
I'm never going back again

I tried to see inside her but her eyes were filled with milk
All my dreams stick like honey to the roof of her mouth
Someone's making faces with two bats overhead
Everytime I turn I see you one step behind
You ran all the way, with enough breath to say
I'm never going back again
I'm never going back again

She never meant to be a saint

It just turned out that way
For the babe in a manager
Decomposing in the hay
Sugar trapped in all the angel wings
Caused the colors of hell
By this fall nothing will grow
In that place where we fell
I know what I wanted to say
I'm never going back again
I'm never going back again

Afraid not of the bull
But of the crowd and what they'll think
Our young hero fell down
When his angel went to sleep
I tried not to be surprised
When my life redefined itself
Hold your tongue, stick to yourself
If this doesn't ring a bell
You'll die like a pro
With enough breath to say
I'm never going back again
I'm never going back again
I'm never going back again