The Taxpayers - The Windows Break lyrics
[The Taxpayers - The Windows Break lyrics]
Piles and piles of old magazines
Windows locked up and hidden from the street
In a crawlspace, forgotten money
People tensing and waiting to come back home
You can feel the tension in the house
The moment you walk through the door
Sudden madness allow me in again
When the first train flies past the house
Miles away the screaming starts and it
Feels like a minefield
Neighbors silently hiding in the shadows
There's a person locked in
Behind that door -
Don't let anybody catch you
Turning the handle it's a long
Long night it's going to be
An awful and lonely night
Well you can blot out the
Years and abandon the jungle
Cover up the tapes and refuse to look back
But your own right hand is
Not gonna save your soul
You have been followed! Ah, the mechanics
All the reactions that seem
To attach themselves
It's been a very very very long year and
It's gonna be an even longer night
And then a screen door
Slams the windows break
A woman just jumps and scrapes at
The hood of a car
When the car backs up into a streetlight
All of the neighbors call the cops
She falls off and the car speeds away
Headed for the border of a far away state
It's gonna mean an hour of freedom with
The radio and a quarter-filled gas tank
And a quarter filled gas tank
With the high beams on and the windows down
Windows locked up and hidden from the street
In a crawlspace, forgotten money
People tensing and waiting to come back home
You can feel the tension in the house
The moment you walk through the door
Sudden madness allow me in again
When the first train flies past the house
Miles away the screaming starts and it
Feels like a minefield
Neighbors silently hiding in the shadows
There's a person locked in
Behind that door -
Don't let anybody catch you
Turning the handle it's a long
Long night it's going to be
An awful and lonely night
Well you can blot out the
Years and abandon the jungle
Cover up the tapes and refuse to look back
But your own right hand is
Not gonna save your soul
You have been followed! Ah, the mechanics
All the reactions that seem
To attach themselves
It's been a very very very long year and
It's gonna be an even longer night
And then a screen door
Slams the windows break
A woman just jumps and scrapes at
The hood of a car
When the car backs up into a streetlight
All of the neighbors call the cops
She falls off and the car speeds away
Headed for the border of a far away state
It's gonna mean an hour of freedom with
The radio and a quarter-filled gas tank
And a quarter filled gas tank
With the high beams on and the windows down