Lyrics The Mars Volta

The Mars Volta

The Malkin Jewel

I must have crawled through your bedroom door

in a fit of jealous breath

perched upon the Bacchus foot

of your unsuspecting bed

From the blossom rags in my jackal croon

to the stems of this cinquefoil

I give to you the shrapnel

with which to sprinkle in the soil

Because...

All the traps in the cellar go clickety clack

cause you know I always set them for you

Yeah, for you!

And all the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps

yeah, you know they're gonna take me to you

Yeah, to you!

Wash it down with harlot soap

well, is this what you want?

I'll paint your steps with the lilac stains

of smelter revenant

My cutlery is rattling

in the dormant wooden drawers

from the palm of my throne I beckon you

to cut the orchid cord

Because...

All the traps in the cellar go clickety clack

cause you know I always set them for you

Yeah, for you!

And all the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps

yeah, you know they're gonna take me to you

Yeah, to you!

I know a girl that was woven

in spindle and thread

wrapped in a bivouac of taffeta

scaffolding wed

She tosses and turns

and wakes all the children in bed

yawning with hunger

they take turns of nourishment

She says...

Somebody, somebody help me

Is there anybody that can set me free?

From the mountains of avarice this I beg to you

My ether turns flesh to gravel

And all the traps in the cellar go clickety clack

cause you know I always set them for you

Yeah, I set them for you!

And all the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps

cause you know they're gonna take me to you

Yeah, to you!

And all the traps in the cellar go clickety clack

cause you know I always set them for you

Yeah, for you!

And all the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps

yeah, you know they're gonna...