Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Captive Of The Sun, artist - Parquet Courts. Date of issue: 16.02.2017
Song language: English
Captive Of The Sun |
| My misophonia brought the faders up |
| Now she’s a military grade |
| In Dolby Surround, around 5.1 |
| Cue the barking from the baritone |
| Conductor in the pit for the car honk duet |
| Half-tone harmony from the sewer |
| Rebel youth choir belt phrases even newer |
| Dump truck man drops the beat with trash cans |
| Call 911! |
| We got therapy demands |
| Philharmonic got a first chair car crash |
| Pan the falsetto to smash the glass |
| It’s a drive-by lullaby that couldn’t get worse |
| A melody abandoned in the key of New York |
| Where nothing comes after |
| I’m a passtime streamer |
| Hanging from the rafters |
| I don’t get out |
| I don’t have fun |
| Living like a captive of the sun |
| Sight read the chart |
| Clap the rocks into sand |
| A 12-pass van on a pot-hole band stand |
| Got an oil can hangover by default |
| And trucks pave the roads with amphetamine salt |
| Skull shaking cadence of the J train rolls |
| The rhythm of defeat, repeating like a pulse |
| Marching on and static, lyrics shout a retort |
| To the melody abandoned in the key of New York |
| Where nothing comes after |
| I’m a passtime streamer |
| Hanging from the rafters |
| I don’t get out |
| I don’t have fun |
| Living like a captive of the sun |