Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Escalators, artist - I The Mighty. Album song Karma Never Sleeps, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 26.03.2012
Record label: Equal Vision
Song language: English
Escalators |
Floating down escalators |
Your eyes are green, your heart is black |
You’ve done some ugly things |
Now it’s too late to take them back |
Just money mongers here |
Who never filled their karma cups |
Now death has brought them here |
And this room in hell is filling up |
From town to town he came |
To build his wealth, he bought them out |
Just build the biggest one |
Then all the smaller ones come down |
We live the golden age 1909, 1909 |
Much money to be made monopolize, monopolize |
Woah, oh, oh, you’re so |
Deserving of the place you’re in |
Escalating down in rows |
Woah, oh, oh, your soul |
Was conscious of the path you chose |
Here’s proof that somebody knows |
On a wooden stage, he speaks |
Eloquently about his feast, he swayed a simple folk |
But in the middle of his speech |
A none position screams «A man of one! |
A man of one!» |
His threat was well received and so he hung and so he hung |
And now it’s all verse one, it’s all verse one |
(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!) |
Woah oh, oh, you’re so |
Deserving of the place you’re in |
Escalating down in rows |
Woah oh, oh, your soul |
Was conscious of the path you chose |
Here’s proof that somebody knows |
And you can call, oh, brother call |
Yes, you can call, oh, brother call |
No one can hear you, not at all |
But you can call, oh, brother call |
And you can call, oh, brother call |
(Floating down escalators |
Your eyes are green, your heart is black) |
Yes, you can call, oh, brother call |
(You've done some ugly things |
Now it’s too late to take them back) |
No one can hear you, not at all |
(Just money mongers here |
Who never filled their karma cups) |
But you can call, oh, brother call |
(Now death has brought them here |
And this room in hell is filling up) |
We give you death by forty-five |
It’s what we call your last time out, your last time out |
By forty-five, it’s what we call your last time out |
Woah oh, oh, you’re so |
Deserving of the place you’re in |
Escalating down in rows |
Woah oh, oh, your soul |
Was conscious of the path you chose |
Here’s proof that somebody knows |
We give you death by forty-five |
It’s what we call your last time out, your last time out |
By forty-five, it’s what we call your last time out, your last time out |