Some Loud Thunder
Album - 17 gennaio 2007 - Debaser id 383678

All this talking
You'd think I'd have something to say
But I'm just talking
Like a siren getting louder and farther away
From the energetic kids in the park
Yes that was me breaking glass and pretending to start
Something big
Some new taste

Did you wander
As my voice went from station to station to state?
Some loud thunder
Sometimes there's no telling if we're ok
There are buildings up for sale
On the other side of town which are falling down for people
To stand in their place; to try to make something great

That's just a part of the story
And it could be something complete someday
At the end of the quarry
Yes that was me digging holes for all the world to see

A cannonball as big as the ocean could come from the sky and slap us all on the teeth
But there's always more unless I'm mistaken
Tell me when do mouths close
And people gracefully retreat

New York calling
At the bottom of the ocean city gritting its teeth
But there's no telling
From the telepathic Mrs. Crying on live TV
Whoah the misanthropic topical arrangement that is met with a shark bite by the terminal patient
That's me
Am I late?

That's a part of the story
And it may be one day something complete
At the end of the quarry
I have dug a hole for all the world to see
A cannonball as big as the ocean could come from the sky and slap us all on the feet
But there's always more unless I'm mistaken
Tell me when do mouths close
And people gracefully retreat?

You look so neat
Everyday is your birthday
You're such a treat
I'm just a drip in your faucet

Before the party's over
Before the highway road
Before the day begins
There's something I need to say

There's no one else
There is no one quite so perfect
When you're foreign bound
I am the coin in your pocket

Just wait for me the night through
Like I do for you
There's no one left to cry boo hoo
play it through okay?

You're not like me (not like me!)
It seems that people stick like flies to you
And my mystery (my mystery!)
Is just that I've no one to cling to

I think it's the Chinese New Year
Of this I'm fairly clear
And what better way to celebrate
Than run away with little boy blue?

Come along now now now now now
Don't think on an offer that you can't refuse
Yesterday's not quite the same let's make it plain
There are things that I can do (...things that I can do!)

(Some day we're going to make it all right
It is the radio that tells me so.)
It's just the radio, ohoho...

Instrumental

Amanda said you have to go
Amanda said it's time to go
She said I'm tired of being homeless, restless.
I confess
I am wrong

Listen, we are
Listen, we are
Listen, we are
We're
All
Talk
Talk

Mission we're on
Mission we're on
Mission we're on
Big


Dumb
Cock
Cock

Heaven be good
Heaven be good
Heaven be good
Hell
Stand
Up
Up

Mission we're on
Mission we're on
Mission we're on
Big
Dumb
Cock

Some songs see us sailing away
Navigating foreign borders
And climbing the waves
Someday your secret will be revealed
Am I the one you're thinking of
When the sun goes down into the water?

We're struck by the still of the moon
Hanging up there in the sky as though a balloon
Anchored by an astronaut's patriot tune
We will buy a ship and fly
To the land that would be rediscovered

We'll design a clever disguise
Or retreat to the bottom of the sea
We were destined to live out our lives
Underwater you and me


We'll escape beneath a violet sky
Clouds come
And night falls
You seem different
Oh my my!

Upon an endless trail of moonlight
They'll never realize that we have gone
We have dropped right out of
Out of sight

We'll design a clever disguise
Or retreat to the bottom of the sea
We were destined to live out our lives
Underwater you and me