Bright Eyes - Joy Division lyrics
[Bright Eyes - Joy Division lyrics]
A crutial filliment is all but spent
Soon it will be dark in my basement
My heart is waxing the slick floor again
Hoping i will slip and fall in love
Well she gave me the choice
To remain and rejoice or to recoil and rebel
Well papa, this gravity attack
Yeah it's a gravity attack
And I can't seem to carry
Much less burry the past
Well your ex-girlfriend said I
Was a terrible mess
Yeah shes got a real good
Head on her shoulders
When the singer spoke and confessed
He didn't really smoke cigarettes
She said her teenage brother smoldered
On a hot bed of cole in a starel white room
Underneath that, joy division poster
He moaned papa, me moaned papa
Somtimes I gotta vent my splean
Sometimes I gotta vent my splean
When I get shattered in the heart
And scatted in the brain
Well all those medicines in
Those sermans still
Can't keep his braison nose from turning
And salvation it may come free of charge
But faith alway costs him something
They say there is nothing as sacred
As the blood between brothers
When it's pricked from there thumbs
And exchanged beneath the covers
Well papa, my brother is gone
Yeah my brother is gone
So would you tell now how it is
And how im supposed to get along
Well you asked for a chorus but
You got her a frame
Yeah it's anoher sad song that
Moves like a train
You can't wistle to it but you
Can fast forward through it
Flick it off your shoulder like dead skin
They say my head on a plate
Make her the debate over the
Unbearable high cost of living
But papa, everything falls apart
Everything falls apart
And the grass will grow and surely
As they will break your heart
Soon it will be dark in my basement
My heart is waxing the slick floor again
Hoping i will slip and fall in love
Well she gave me the choice
To remain and rejoice or to recoil and rebel
Well papa, this gravity attack
Yeah it's a gravity attack
And I can't seem to carry
Much less burry the past
Well your ex-girlfriend said I
Was a terrible mess
Yeah shes got a real good
Head on her shoulders
When the singer spoke and confessed
He didn't really smoke cigarettes
She said her teenage brother smoldered
On a hot bed of cole in a starel white room
Underneath that, joy division poster
He moaned papa, me moaned papa
Somtimes I gotta vent my splean
Sometimes I gotta vent my splean
When I get shattered in the heart
And scatted in the brain
Well all those medicines in
Those sermans still
Can't keep his braison nose from turning
And salvation it may come free of charge
But faith alway costs him something
They say there is nothing as sacred
As the blood between brothers
When it's pricked from there thumbs
And exchanged beneath the covers
Well papa, my brother is gone
Yeah my brother is gone
So would you tell now how it is
And how im supposed to get along
Well you asked for a chorus but
You got her a frame
Yeah it's anoher sad song that
Moves like a train
You can't wistle to it but you
Can fast forward through it
Flick it off your shoulder like dead skin
They say my head on a plate
Make her the debate over the
Unbearable high cost of living
But papa, everything falls apart
Everything falls apart
And the grass will grow and surely
As they will break your heart