Get Flash to see this player.
Description
Inspired by a story I heard the other day.
Leave a Comment
You must be registered and logged-in to comment.
Lyrics
XY
Two men smoking cigarettes in the ice cold wind.
One man says to the other: "I am from X-town!"
"Where are you from?" He smiles with secret, lust and pride.
"I'm from Y-town – but here, we're pretty much left to our own."
Clocks moves around, time stands still.
Look, look, around: so much human spill.
Time is a waste, that same old kill.
History is a gun: pointed to your face.
Mind break. Love break. Time for hugs. Time to fake it.
Three little pigs are sharing their waste at the free market.
Blood by the bucket, and poems by words or fear.
Little Cinderella is watching her daily tube.
There goes another rocket, it's pretty in its technical sin.
Clocks moves around, time stands still.
Look, look, around: so much human spill.
Time is a waste, that same old kill.
History is a gun: pointed to your face.
M09
Two men smoking cigarettes in the ice cold wind.
One man says to the other: "I am from X-town!"
"Where are you from?" He smiles with secret, lust and pride.
"I'm from Y-town – but here, we're pretty much left to our own."
Clocks moves around, time stands still.
Look, look, around: so much human spill.
Time is a waste, that same old kill.
History is a gun: pointed to your face.
Mind break. Love break. Time for hugs. Time to fake it.
Three little pigs are sharing their waste at the free market.
Blood by the bucket, and poems by words or fear.
Little Cinderella is watching her daily tube.
There goes another rocket, it's pretty in its technical sin.
Clocks moves around, time stands still.
Look, look, around: so much human spill.
Time is a waste, that same old kill.
History is a gun: pointed to your face.
M09
lengold
track. Fantastic lyrics and great musicality, vocal and production.
Thanks for another treasured download.
Cheers
Len