Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song me and ed loyce, artist - Gatsbys American Dream. Date of issue: 07.08.2006
Song language: English
me and ed loyce |
| The vagrant on my corner who is speaking to birds |
| Is as crazy as the commute on their way from home to work |
| Well hey ya’ll! |
| Let’s get apocalyptic! |
| We need it to be just so damn apocalyptic! |
| We’re all down to get down. |
| Down down to get down |
| If on our knees will be the lead to the top of the food chain |
| Let the foxes dig holes in the stations |
| Ain’t this such a grand new dark age! |
| Why shouldn’t they believe that their homes just an Asbury park! |
| In the opposing hand were bulky two inch thick |
| Overlapping pages of white paper |
| Whose flawless black print in a comparison |
| To our chewed nails was much fucking smaller |
| No one around here ever seems to notice the |
| Mountains awaiting out east |
| But that carrot is within reach! |
| That carrot is within reach! |
| So we’ve got to get down just to get down |
| And we keep on tracking the beast |
| So do you hear the tune of a thousand |
| Trampled streets they sing me off to sleep |
| Where I am chased by stampeding machines |
| Only to awake to give into the chase all again |