Тексты песен «New Pornographers»

"A Bite Out Of My Bed" You live by another set of rules A 747 just left with you And now early every morning I come to Somebody took a bite out of my bed - you Well if it ever gets weird Whenever Jane meets John Doe...

Balancing on One wounded wing Circling the edge Of the neverending The best of the vanished marvels have gathered inside your door More than begin But less than forget But spirits born From the not happened yet...

Exploding international The scenes, the sounds And famously the feeling That you can't squeeze 'round While tearing off another page Of loose change Outrage It's another perfect day Until the night shows Exploding...

When John, he saw the numbers he lied Made up the whole thing, he failed when he tried To cash in on his cautious new fame Always the numbers but never the name When we hit the numbers we broke Broken and changed them,...

All those things that go to make heaven and this Where midnight was [Incomprehensible] splashed across the canvas Midnight, who was a girl Midnight, who lost control and he found this world With matter removed of...

We can't send it back Pretend it's yours 'cause it will be It will still be cracked Are you sure we bought the right thrill here? It's a drug deal of the heart Don't meet me here Just meet me out on that corner stop I...

Taking the backstairs... Before I knew to choose the music of celebrity I sang backups on the backstairs, the backstairs, the backstairs I wore out grooves sneaking around the servants' quarters, so So I knew my way...

Pray for content Settle for free rent The tenements recall Rome High five Look up, look alive As the scions of history Guess another mystery Wrong. Recite your lines And I'll quote scriptures Everything was...

There's death in the breadline There's deaths on the vine I wanted you quite often In that I wanted you all of the time I've been up all night I've been up all day I was into the illusion I was into the never-ending...

I can never place the name with the face I can never place the name with the face Don't touch me, don't touch me up To the tee, by the numbers It's not much but I'm going under It's not much but I'm going under It's...

I can never place the name with the face. Don't touch me, don't touch me up, to the tee, by the numbers. It's not much but I'm going under. Liar, Liar, everything's on fire. So I don't want to hear how you crossed the...

Out on the waves Over the railing asking the crowd Send you back To stage its sail it's sailing away They left behind Looking for searchlights leading the charge The mass appeal To brilliant bruisers taking the wheel...

I could have it without with the whores and their buggies I suppose their father knows best where the wind goes you could always see into the dark for miles around my job was to try and make a sound then I heard the...

I could have it Without with the whores and their buggies I suppose their father knows best Where the wind goes You could always see into the dark for miles around My job was to try and make a sound Then I heard the...

It's such a dream-like view from the ceiling Where every feeling is a part of he fall. Kneeling out on the front lawn, Rise to occasions, grass stains and all. Exactly where we are, at the centre for holy wars, I hope...

Yes I know it's late We were greeting the sun, before long And you live with someone I live with somebody too, leave it there For safe keeping One of the west village in plains That was the custom come dawn On the...

We are champions of red wine, poured all over It's what we're known for, find arms crossed lines Crossed for old times, like starting over Open up the headlamps, be poised to look for You're coming over, you've done...

I stole a page from your book and a line from your page and flew into a lesbian rage Cursing mine and my own rotten luck Another nude descends a staircase to get fucked A city scene, darkness falls Now skate hard down...

The skirts go up Before the war Among the madding crowds They're ruined like the rest of us ruined Rest of us ruined You are a living doll Riding a circle tracks Behind the walls of clocks And you ruined Like the rest...

They love you with the lights on Repeat it, recite it Whenever you feel gentle Whenever you'll be knighted Some will have to brave the line But they're letting you right in They love you with the lights on Turn them on...