The New Pornographers - One Kind of Solomon lyrics
[The New Pornographers - One Kind of Solomon lyrics]
Solomon had his following
He heard his calling
In a fever dream at 4 or 5 in the morning
Nothing he thought would enter
Him into the canon
But he had to take the work
The world would hand him in this gig economy
Solomon built his temple, as an example
People trashed the place like it was a rental
Sooner or later you see this
Side of the cannon
But the song won't play if you
Don't let the band in
Stranger every time I open up my eyes
Stranger every time I open up my eyes
Solomon had his following
They had been calling him
By so many names that he lost
Track of all of them
Famous for nearly killing the
Kid and expecting
That his blind faith was honorable
As the next thing
He prayed for happy landing
Solomon knew astronomy
Didn't take Ptolemy to say
"The Pharisees got nothing on me"
Sooner or later
You see that side of the cannon
As you look up from the jar
You had your hand in
Stranger every time I open up my eyes
Stranger every time I open up my eyes
These are bad signs
While rivers of bad wine are
Poured down our culture
Blood's what we draw here
As we skip to the best bit's
Trying to mess with the names
On the guest list waiting for screen time
Waiting for starlight
Waiting to skip line, waiting for starlight
Waiting for checkmate
Wanting to get straight
Solomon had his following, he had his calling
In a fever dream at 4 or 5 in the morning
Sooner or later
You see this side of the cannon
The song won't play if you
Don't let the band in
Solomon had his following
Solomon had his following
Stranger every time I open up my eyes
Stranger every time I open up my eyes
Stranger every time I open up my eyes
Stranger every time I open up my eyes
He heard his calling
In a fever dream at 4 or 5 in the morning
Nothing he thought would enter
Him into the canon
But he had to take the work
The world would hand him in this gig economy
Solomon built his temple, as an example
People trashed the place like it was a rental
Sooner or later you see this
Side of the cannon
But the song won't play if you
Don't let the band in
Stranger every time I open up my eyes
Stranger every time I open up my eyes
Solomon had his following
They had been calling him
By so many names that he lost
Track of all of them
Famous for nearly killing the
Kid and expecting
That his blind faith was honorable
As the next thing
He prayed for happy landing
Solomon knew astronomy
Didn't take Ptolemy to say
"The Pharisees got nothing on me"
Sooner or later
You see that side of the cannon
As you look up from the jar
You had your hand in
Stranger every time I open up my eyes
Stranger every time I open up my eyes
These are bad signs
While rivers of bad wine are
Poured down our culture
Blood's what we draw here
As we skip to the best bit's
Trying to mess with the names
On the guest list waiting for screen time
Waiting for starlight
Waiting to skip line, waiting for starlight
Waiting for checkmate
Wanting to get straight
Solomon had his following, he had his calling
In a fever dream at 4 or 5 in the morning
Sooner or later
You see this side of the cannon
The song won't play if you
Don't let the band in
Solomon had his following
Solomon had his following
Stranger every time I open up my eyes
Stranger every time I open up my eyes
Stranger every time I open up my eyes
Stranger every time I open up my eyes