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Demos
Plague Park
3. Handsome Furs Hate This City
There are 2 different version of this song with different lyrics:
------More recent version---------
Six eggs will go
And one was iron
That broke them all
And left you lying in bed
In a bed of moss
Very very small
Who thought the sea could make her belly swell?
In a bad dream, you wake and pace the hallway
Spitting golden seeds his iron brothers
When life's a dream, nothing matters at all
At all
At all
Nothing matters at all
At all
At all
When did we grow old in hearts of iron?
When will we go home and hearts of iron begin?
When will we grow old in hearts of iron?
When will we go home in hearts of iron?
------Old demo version-------
(Dan: "Close")
(Sound of someone drinking something on the rocks, ice jingling)
(Some guy saying: "Naw, dude...")
Six eggs will go
My mind was iron
Dead broken knoll
We found you lying in there
A bed of moss
Very very small
Who thought the sea
could make her belly swell?
In a bad dream
You wake and pace the hallway
Spit broken seeds
His iron brothers
When life's a dream, nothing matters at all
(nothing matters at all)
Nothing matters at all
(nothing matters at all)
When will we grow old
Hearts of iron
When will we grow old
Hearts of iron
Oh Highways, so pretty
Paint my baby's face so we all black out
All the trash in the city
Drifts through the parking lot and flows up to the sky
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh
Now that you realize it don't matter what's shining at night
I lost a lung now it don't matter, I just stand to die (?)
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh
I sit on the ground and I turn off the miracle electric box
Nobody is found, and the soft is so high
Woke up with blankets in buildings with jaws
Stuck to the sheets, clammy with noon
We wish for night time, a darkening screen
Open the heart, just a machine
Oh, there was home
Oh, there was home
This one is vicious, a sinister lean
We haunted the staircase where small ghosts have been
Weening that heaven was stretched out and wide
Into the sky
Into the sky
Oh, there was home
Oh, there was home
Oh, life is long and hollow
Oh, life is long and hollow
Oh, life is long and hollow
Oh, life is long and hollow
We hate this city, filled its drone
We hate this city, filled its drone
We hate this city, filled its drone
We hate this city, filled its drone
So black out million screens
And wire up the floor
Baby we can get you anything you want, any time you want
But you won't know what it's for
So black out a million dreams
And wire up all the floors
Baby we can get you anything you want, any time you want
But you won't know what it's for