Neko Case - Last Lion of Albion lyrics
[Neko Case - Last Lion of Albion lyrics]
Early in the mornin' where there
Used to be a slough
There's a tiny business lake
Don't let the cattails fool you
Down in the bottom where nothing is born
Sleeps a silver dollar with your face thereon
Wish I could trace the frowning
Compass of your mouth
Drop a Mercury dime down a
Roman drain and summon Mars
Last lion of Albion
They'll use you for centuries to come
They'll steal your patents for the sun
And you'll feel extinction
When you see your face on their money
Late in the heavens that are already bought
Sleeps a red planet in the
Galaxy of a lion's thoughts on the surface
Every tendon and intended machine
Is gonna buckle, knuckle
Kneel on a carpet of lion's tongues
Wish I could stand in the spray at
The cliff of your sweet revenge
Ocean of naked serrated marble crushing in
Last lion of Albion
They'll use you for centuries to come
They'll steal your patents for the sun
And you'll feel extinction
Last lion of Albion
They'll use you for centuries to come
Your wound's the main road into London
You'll feel extinction
When you see your face on their money
Last lion of Albion
The last she-wolf to mother Rome
The last virgin to wash ashore
You'll feel extinction
Last lion of Albion
The last of the Mohicans, gone
The last cedars of Lebanon
You'll feel extinction
Last lion of Albion last tiger of Tasmania
The last she-wolf to suckle Rome
You'll feel extinction
When you see your face, face on their money
Used to be a slough
There's a tiny business lake
Don't let the cattails fool you
Down in the bottom where nothing is born
Sleeps a silver dollar with your face thereon
Wish I could trace the frowning
Compass of your mouth
Drop a Mercury dime down a
Roman drain and summon Mars
Last lion of Albion
They'll use you for centuries to come
They'll steal your patents for the sun
And you'll feel extinction
When you see your face on their money
Late in the heavens that are already bought
Sleeps a red planet in the
Galaxy of a lion's thoughts on the surface
Every tendon and intended machine
Is gonna buckle, knuckle
Kneel on a carpet of lion's tongues
Wish I could stand in the spray at
The cliff of your sweet revenge
Ocean of naked serrated marble crushing in
Last lion of Albion
They'll use you for centuries to come
They'll steal your patents for the sun
And you'll feel extinction
Last lion of Albion
They'll use you for centuries to come
Your wound's the main road into London
You'll feel extinction
When you see your face on their money
Last lion of Albion
The last she-wolf to mother Rome
The last virgin to wash ashore
You'll feel extinction
Last lion of Albion
The last of the Mohicans, gone
The last cedars of Lebanon
You'll feel extinction
Last lion of Albion last tiger of Tasmania
The last she-wolf to suckle Rome
You'll feel extinction
When you see your face, face on their money