Lyrics Communist Consumption (feat. MOAT & Lightcap) - Myths of a Thistle , Lightcap

The dead eyes, the red teeth,
The blood-shot, the sea breeze, the light
The car crash, the fickle,
The morning, the trickle, the bribe
The hard luck, the sailor,
The sweet love, the railroad, the cries
I see them in your eyes

Communist consumption and the seize of the light
Naked women dancing 'round the fire in the night
The boredom is magic the sorrow divine
The moon is a token and hell is align
We ride on the coastline, but we couldn't care
That the sunlight is defunct, but the moon is a-flare
The moon is a-flare, the moon is a-flare, the moon is a-flare,
The moo-oo-oon

The blue shoes, the ocean,
The knee-deep devotion, surprise
The sunlight, the sunray,
The ballroom, the ballet, the wife
I see them in your eyes

Communist consumption and the seize of the light
Naked women dancing 'round the fire in the night
The boredom is magic, the sorrow divine
The moon is a token and hell is align
We ride on the coastline, but we couldn't care
That the sunlight is defunct, but the moon is a-flare
The moon is a-flare, the moon is a-fl are, the moon is a-flare,
The moo-oo-oon

The moon (yeah), the moon (yeah),
The moon (yeah), the moo-oo-oon
The moon (yeah), the moon

Communist consumption and the seize of the light
Naked women dancing 'round the fire in the night
The boredom is magic, the sorrow divine
The moon is a token and hell is align
We ride on the coastline, but we couldn't care
That the sunlight is defunct, but the moon is a-flare
The moon is a-flare, the moon is a-flare, the moon is a-flare,
The moo-oo-oon