Wolf Parade - Language City /Call It a Ritual

To Language City που είναι το 2ο σινγκλ από το πρόσφατο άλμπουμ At Mount Zoomer των καναδών Wolf Parade όπως και το 1ο, Call It a Ritual τα διέθεσαν δωρεάν και μπορείτε να τα κατεβάσετε από τις αντίστοιχες σελίδες του Pitchfork Media εδώ και εδώ ή απ' ευθείας από τα λινκ στα ονόματα των τραγουδιών.

Language City





Language City is a bad, old place
We all know
Where eyeballs float in space
We all know

We were tired, we can't sleep
It's crowded here, none of us leave
Language City don't mean a thing to me

Audiences, the same program is always on
I'd infer, it's best to avoid the law
When your wife wakes up and sees
Shut the blinds and block out the street
Language City don't mean a thing to me

All this working
Just to tear it down
All this working
Just to tear it down

Language City is a bad, old place
We all know
Eyeballs float in space
We all know

We're tired, we can't sleep
It's crowded in the street
Language City don't mean a thing to me

I been here so long my heart is a parking lot
Hollow feet rooted to the spot
But the fields are beyond belief
From tower out to where I can see
Language City don't mean a thing to me

All this working
Just to tear it down
All this working
Just to tear it down

On the telephone
On the telephone
On the telephone
Someone's counting the hours
In a paper room
In a paper room
In a paper room
Somebody's counting the hours

Know I know it's true
From above this room
Somebody's counting the hours
The hours
The hours
The houuuuurs

Oh the long bitter road
Let us down
Oh the ringing telephone
There's no one around

We are not at home
We are not at home
We are not at home
We are not at home
We are not at home
We are not at home

We are not at home
We are not at home
We are not at home
We are not at home
We are not at home
We are not at home

Hang on the telephone
Hang on the telephone
Hang on the telephone
Hang on the telephone

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Call It a Ritual





well into the desert you must go
so into the desert we go
call it a ritual
call it whatever you will

and you will grow mad at me
as naturally as branches on a tree
call it a ritual
call it whatever you will

and you know
they will swing swing their swords for show
while you turn your flower petals so slow

you said the desert will eat us alive
i said i'll make the decisions you just drive
you just drive

and i saw the windmill wings were gone
and i heard the wind come creepin around
call it an act of easy mercy
to tear the structure down

call it whatever you will
call it whatever you will

cause you know
they will swing swing their swords for show
while you turn your flower petals so slow

but i am amazed at how they go
i am amazed at how they go
but i am amazed at how they go
i am amazed at how they go
but i am amazed at how they go
i am amazed at how they go
but i am amazed at how they go
i am amazed at how they go
but i am amazed at how they go
i am amazed at how they go

so call it whatever you will
call it a ritual
call it whatever you will

you know
they will swing swing their swords for show