Pray for content, settle for free rent, the tenements recall Rome
High five, look up, look alive,
As the scions of history guess another mystery
Wrong
Wrong
Wrong
Recit...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The New Pornographers
There's death in the breadline
There's deaths on the vine
I wanted you quite often
In that I wanted you all of the time
I've been up all night
I've been up all day
I was into the ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The New Pornographers
Out on the waves
Over the railing asking the crowd
Send you back
To stage its sail it's sailing away
They left behind
Looking for searchlights leading the charge
The mass app...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The New Pornographers
I could have it
Without with the whores and their buggies
I suppose their father knows best
Where the wind goes
You could always see into the dark for miles around
My job was to tr...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The New Pornographers
We are champions of red wine, poured all over
It's what we're known for, find arms crossed lines
Crossed for old times, like starting over
Open up the headlamps, be poised to look...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The New Pornographers
We were not quite young then
You call it clockwise
In the light of the [?]
In the struggle to rule the second string
In the valley of the little fingers
In the valley of the...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The New Pornographers
Colosseums, colosseums of the mind
An ancient con, the shadow of a song
Exhibitions, international in size
I close my eyes, I can see the lion
Colosseums, colosseums of the m...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The New Pornographers
I stole a page from your book
And a line from your page
And flew into a lesbian rage
Cursing mine and my own rotten luck
Another nude descends a staircase to get fucked
A city sce...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The New Pornographers
There is no booze left in the house
There is no air left in the room
But still some fuel left for the fire
Colossus of Rhodes
There are no signs of struggle here
There...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The New Pornographers
We’ve spent too long at the western front
Wasted our words sleeping over there
You can talk yourself into anything
And I can see the Cold War in the whites of your eyes
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Artist - The New Pornographers