We're a mystery
We're a romance
Looking for a happy end
Less expenses,
We've a dollar
And sixty three cents
To our names
To our names
To our names
To have died to leave a name
We are history
We are science
In the shadow of the bomb
We're the wind in our hair
On our bicycles
And in an instant gone
We're not all
Sons of bitches,
Oppenheimer
Mostly we just wanna ride home
We're the cartoon
We're the comedy
If you really need an out
Laughter is the flower
Of the dreaming
Of the horror
Coursing through the roots
Reaching down
Reaching down
Reaching down
Clawing all the way down
We are reason
We're excuses
We love a pretty graph
Do the action
Do the action
Action louder than the math
Talk it to us
Sing it to us
Do an interpretive dance
We are mystery
We are romance
We just want someone to love
We are sickness
We're contagious
Should we trust each other close?
We're not all
Sons of bitches,
Oppenheimer
Mostly we just want to ride home
One hundred cops surround a statue
Of somebody named cook
I think they're going to arrest him
For something that he took
He can assist them with inquiries
Into murder, into rape
Theft of land and food, and arson
And dragging little children away
How many batons
How many tasers
How many knees
How many guns
Does it take
To drag this face of Empire down?
Apparently, it's none
Apparently, it's none
He is wanted in connection
With the spreading of a plague
With the poisoning of soils
And the skies and the waterways
It's alleged he's quite the figurehead
In a gang by name of White
Wanted the whole world over
For a long list of crimes
How many cops
How many tasers
How many knees
How many guns
Does it take
To drag this face of Empire down?
Apparently, it's none
Apparently, it's none
How many cops
How many horses
How many knees
How many guns
Does it take
To drag this face of Empire down?
Apparently, it's none
Apparently, it's none
Nana says
Hug the things that haunt you
Trouble wants your love
That's why it keeps on calling
That's why you keep picking up
Nana says
A cherry wine a day
Or maybe two will keep you from dying
Look at me, I am old, I am grey
Look at me, it must be working
A cheers and a wine
A cherry cherry wine
Nana says
Nana says
Nana says
Nana says
Take any LPs you like
I won't need them where I am going
Except the Carol Kings
Don't ask me why
But they need no any other needle but mine in them
Nana says
The pill with getting old is
You get to live to see nothing change
Power loves a monster
No-one believes the monster
Till the moment in the dark
When it's too late
A cheers and a wine
A cherry cherry wine
Nana says
Nana says
Nana says
Nana says
Get to know your neighbors
Bring them eggs and sugar
Cry with them on the verandah
Call the ambulance
And while they're away look after their kids
Someday the State will beg your blindness
To shoot them in the street
A cheers and a wine
A cherry cherry wine
Nana says
Nana says
Nana says
Nana says
The gift of love is sadness
I still make the tea for two cups
I won't need them where I'm going
So cut the lemons from the tree
For the neighbors in the street
To help themselves
Nana says
A cherry wine a day
Or maybe two will keep you from dying
Look at me, I am old, I am grey
Look at me, it must be working
A cheers and a wine
A cherry cherry wine
Nana says
Nana says
Nana says
Nana says
Are my eyes too open, in the wrong direction?
Are my wounds too token, am I not forgiven?
I've had this meat inside my belly since before I was born.
Shake me, make me, gently break me
Fluid fingers overtake me
Lift me, fly me, oh I cry - Me oh my I think that I can
Hear you rattling deep inside me,
hypodermis saintly find me,
Blood beneath your leaves
I'm just another twist in your tree.
Angels in crushed velour
Lose a day upon the hour
A loop of thread for every star
A bend of road for every car
Why is my head racing?
Why is my heart breaking?
I am only half awake
And half of me is dream
Shake me make me gently break me
Fluid fingers overtake me
Wrap me bind me
If I should wake before I die
I will feel you rattling deep inside me
The hypodermis spoke so kindly
Blood beneath my leaves
Another twist another twist
In my tree
Are my eyes too open in the wrong
Direction, are the lights
That lead me to the moth
Like to tell which way is up
Fellow sun, follow sun
Shake me make me gently break me
My bend of road, the oak that takes me
Here is what I dreamed
It's only half, just a twist in your tree.
We met on a quiz show
I got the final question wrong
You knew that I knew it
And I knew that you knew
That I knew it
I guess that's why I did it
We are lovers, we are losers
Ask us anything
I watched you from the green room
Your right hand on the buzzer
For a left-hander
My wrong answer
Was not the right wrong answer
You corrected the presenter
To the murmer of the studio crowd
What now? What now?
I think they may have cut that bit out
We are lovers, we are losers
Ask us anything
But as it was
The polo shirt man
With a funny but forgettable hobby
Stole it all from you
Left to walk free from studio 2
Back to civilian obscurity
With a consolation prize
We spent it all in a wild night
I still bear the smile
Ollimoth
Fruit of the Day
We Who Remain are Composed of Snow
The Heart is Older than the Hands
Bronto, Meaning Thunder
All Quiet in the Laundromats
Still Life Creatures
December Tapes
A Gathering of Cats in a Lane
How We Go
B Side of the Suns
Two Suns Once
Static of Crows
The Lodger
Favourite Dinosaur
Silence in the Library
Iso Haircut
I Don't Remember the Future
Specks on a Map
Oddities
The Gravestone Carvers
Imaginary Lines
Falling Asleep with the Moon Still On
Lovers' River
Prayers in Glass Houses
The Sea Will Take it From Here
Land
What Kind of Yes?
Long Tall Shadow
Once Was Water
The Sky that Came Before
Party Songs
You Are Here