paroles de chanson New Cannonball Blues - TV on the Radio

Hey girls, hey boys no don′t mind the noise
It's just the sound of being dragged ahead
It′s just a pornographic annulationship
As we watch the spider's web eat itself
All this death above extinguishing
All that you've ever known
Turn your touch screens off and start harvesting
The seeds that your parents sew
It′s got me singing blues that hit you like a cannonball
Loud enough to break your bones
But it was written in blood before they wrote it in stone
So, sing it with me like it′s your own
It's got me fucked up and dried up and fed up can′t get up
And bleeding and crying like I'm mad at the song
"I′m a carbon copy
Now they got me"
Up oh look at where we're going
It′s got you strung out and bothered and caught up
And drowning and feeling and shot up
And feeling you gotta run
You're a carbon copy
Now they got me
Up oh look at where we're going
You′re gettin′ bothered staying low like under four hundred blows
Makes you feel like you are all by yourself
So when the chance comes along like where you could help right a wrong
The bullshit's got you stuck up on the shelf
"But it′s heavy"
"I'm not ready"
Do you feel like you′re swimming in the notes?
But baby, follow the sound
That's shooting out of your crown
There′s only one way up from the floor
It's got me fucked up and dried up and fed up can't get up
And bleeding and crying like I′m mad at the soul
"I′m a carbon copy
Now they got me"
Up oh look at where we're going
It′s got you strung out and bothered and caught up
And drowning and feeling and shot up
And feeling you gotta run
You're a carbon copy
Now they got me
Up oh look at where we′re going
Now gonna kick toe
Gonna run right forward
Lord not the first time we've imposed a locked door
Oh critter fight back it′s your sole reward
Below with your fist up
Brush the dust off
Boy, it's got got it's got me singing
Blues that hit you like a cannonball
Loud enough to break your bones
But it was written in blood before they wrote it in stone
So sing it with me like it′s your own
Those blues they hit you like a cannonball
Loud enough to break your bones
But wish the rising in love before we′re taking the throne
So sing it with me like it's your own
You better dust off and get up, get ready to push up
Hey baby get ready ′cause yea yea it's gonna come
If we want to see what′s possible for a, a better way right now
You better dust off and get up, get ready to push up
Hey baby get ready 'cause yea yea it′s gonna come
When the truth is spoken
Love's unbroken
Nothing's gonna weigh us down