Triple sons
Triple sons
Triple sons
Triple stones
Triple sons
Triple stones
Triple stones
As they skiff across the water
As they skiff across the water
As they skiff across the water
Triple stones
Necrodisiac, necrodisiac; someone in love
With the dead things in their lives
And you're gonna bring them home
And you're gonna bring them home
Are you gonna bring them home?
Are you gonna bring them home?
With a triple son?
With a triple son?
With a triple son?
I look into whatever I look into (it just confuses the issues)
The desert fern in a pool, in a black pool of desert fern
There's triple sons, there's triple sons, there's triple sons
There's triple sons, there's triple sons, your triple sons
And how are you gonna bring them home?
And how are you gonna bring them home?
And how are you gonna bring them home?
In the shape of a melted gun
In the shape of a melted gun
In the shape of a melted gun
Triple sons, triple sons, triple sons
Triple sons, triple sons, triple sons
Triple sons with a resonance to rub against the delinquent
With a resonance to rub against the delinquent
With a resonance to rub against the delinquents
Oh, those triple sons
Oh, those triple sons
Oh, those triple sons
The one you bury; the one bright red yew berry
If you're gonna bury them, bring them home first
If you're gonna bury it, bring it home first
[repeated in various arrangements]
And we swallow each new red berry
And we swallow each red yew berry
And we swallow each dead yew berry
[repeated in various arrangements]
And we swallow each red you buried
[repeated]
The one you bury, the one you bury
The single one you bury
And I drank a cup of mercury this morning
[repeated]
And I drank a cup…
I took a cup from a sip of mercury
And a sip from a cup of mercury
[repeated in various arrangements]
I took a cup from a sip of mercury
I took a cup from a sip of mercury
And then I...
I took a sip from a cup of mercury
[repeated]
And I swallowed one new red berry
And I swallowed the one you bury
And then I swallowed the one you bury
Then I swallowed the one you bury
[repeated]
Then I took a sip from a cup of mercury
I took a sip from a cup of mercury
And I swallowed the one you bury
I swallowed the one you bury
Triple Sons and the One You Bury was written by Tom Edwards & Tim Lewis & Peter Christopherson & John Balance.
Triple Sons and the One You Bury was produced by Coil.