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From the Down, The Dirty Roof EP (Atonal Industries, 2014), available now on CD and digital: https://dorianwood.bandcamp.com/album...

Director: Eduardo Alvarez
Cinematographer: Ani Vartivarian
Lighting: Dorian Wood
Editor: Lars

T-shirt by Big Boy Vintage: http://bigboyvintage.storenvy.com/

“Down, The Dirty Roof”, written by DW
Copyright 2012 Why Are You Doing This Music (ASCAP)

www.atonalindustries.com
www.dorianwood.com


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"Down, The Dirty Roof" está incluído en Down, The Dirty Roof EP (Atonal Industries, 2014).

Down, The Dirty Roof EP estará disponible a partir del 29 de septiembre en formato CD a través de Atonal Industries (www.atonalindustries.com), así como en formato digital.

Director: Eduardo Alvarez
Cinematografa: Ani Vartivarian
Iluminacion: Dorian Wood
Editor: Lars

Camiseta diseñada por Big Boy Vintage: http://bigboyvintage.storenvy.com/

“Down, The Dirty Roof”, escrita por DW
Copyright 2012 Why Are You Doing This Music (ASCAP)

www.atonalindustries.com
www.dorianwood.com


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One day, I bled and bled and bled from every fucking pore
I knew my Lord had come to savor His children to the core
Me first, please Lord, me first me first, and then the sick and poor
But then, like truth don’t like to bend, the fucking truth hit me in the head when

Jesus said my name, yes, Jesus said my name, like a poet

From the top of my piano, He gave a sermon sweet
The walls crumbled for miles and then fires lit the streets
And one side pleaded water over those who pleaded burn
And Bessie Smith and St. Therese broke down the marble statue heads when

Jesus said my name, yes, Jesus said my name, like a poet

His veil came unthreaded to reveal His Mighty Glow
My blood had been collecting all the while inside His skull
And from His eyes, the Rapture, and from His teeth, the Word
And from His hands the wetness of my body, I was unprepurred when

Jesus said my name, yes, Jesus said my name, like a poet

That day, He silenced all the automatic heads with a choir of golden birds
But even still, as the desolation hit, a great defiance stirred
Pat Robertson tore to shreds the cross around his neck
His face and hands exploded, O, he clearly was upset to hear

Jesus say my name, yes, Jesus said my name, like a poet

Daddy
Daddy
Daddy
Daddy

That day, I called my mother up, but she cut me off to say
My sister planned to wed a righteous man from around the way
So I hung up and dyed my hair ten shades of dawn and dusk
And if she don’t want me at the wedding no more, I know it’s just because, because

Jesus said my name, yes, Jesus said my name

And it pleased Him to know that we’ve gone to epic lengths
Not to relax for one fucking second
To live our little lives inside this little hole
To live our little lives inside this little hole
With no one but the Black Pig who sits and plots all day and night
The ways he'll bring us under-hoof, and rain a dirty roof
Down on our souls

(O Lord, Why Do Only Dead People Have Wings?)