The Accidentals - Sixth Street Lyrics

Lyrics Sixth Street - The Accidentals



There's too much noise on sixth street
Like a brick in a washing machine
And the alleys look like bedsheets
Wrinkled in the morning haze of gray routine
The tangerines and coffee
The sweetest taste could always drive you up the wall
If hunger is a freight train
Then the pain unfolds the maps of urban sprawl
I've made a comeback in a time
Enforced to memorize the lines
Upon the pavement and the page
Behind the scenes and on the stage
Hu-uhu-uh, a fire escapade for two
Hu-uhu-uh, an alley serenade in view
Oh, the modern day brigade, the loudest silence ever made
Came printed on the faded page today
Let the sun slide down the porcelain
Of a cerulean cereal bowl sky
Let it hang for the homeless man
The polished shoes paid by smokes of passerby
You'll all just turn into suburban fathers
Your claim to game wrapped round your fleeting cigarette
Why have a broken heart-to-heart
When I could always go at you hand-to-hand?
We hold our jackets at the sleeves
One hand gives while one receives
And though the warmth spreads underneath
The cold wind nips like wolfish teeth
Hu-uhu-uh, a fire escapade for two
Hu-uhu-uh, an alley serenade in view
Oh, the modern day brigade, the loudest silence ever made
Came printed on the faded page today
The raven's on the telephone
Nevermore, those frozen talons on the wire
Look upon those avine militants
Touching shoulders like a feathered gothic choir
Even in the depths of winter
Those frigid splinters can't withstand the warmth we hold
The warpath to destruction
Was paved with good intentions, but not all good is gold
So knock my cards to the station floor
And watch me eye the closest door
You've earned a place in memory
The price you pay for cruelty
Hu-uhu-uh, a fire escapade for two
Hu-uhu-uh, an alley serenade in view
Oh, the modern day brigade, the loudest silence ever made
Came printed on the faded page today
Hu-uhu-uh, a fire escapade for two
Hu-uhu-uh, an alley serenade in view
Oh, the modern day brigade, the loudest silence ever made
Came printed on the faded page today



Writer(s): Savannah Buist, Katherine Rose Larson


The Accidentals - Parking Lot
Album Parking Lot
date of release
01-06-2016




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