Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pricked In The Heart, artist - The Fiery Furnaces. Album song Widow City, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 08.10.2007
Record label: Thrill Jockey
Song language: English
Pricked In The Heart |
Listen, these are not drunken as you suppose |
It might not be 3 o’clock in the morning like it seems |
The little children will be prescient |
And your young men will see shows |
And your old men will dream dreams |
I found a typescript double-spaced |
Printed out on a daisy-wheel (so all femme) |
In the former Treatise (dear friend Theophilus) it was placed |
Written by Lisa which was present at the doings of them |
I gathered all the tokens of her passion, people |
Waiting for the promise of her father («Whereof you heard of me») in the past |
John baptized with water; |
now, with wine |
But don’t weep, he’ll make sure |
Pricked in the heart the Wednesday after last |
In a cash and carry next to Mt. Olivet (and all around) |
Megan, Mary, Lisa, and Kenisha gave it out, «Stick with me.» |
Or you’ll reap the reward of iniquity |
Cashed out and carried to possession of a plot of ground |
Well, the vapor of smoke came up from the earth beneath |
Outside the bodega called Beautiful. |
When it was whom |
With Su and Kenisha, under a silver-leaf wreath |
Called not fit to sit: might as well have come halt out your mother’s womb |
I gathered all the tokens of her passion, people |
Waiting for the promise of her father («Whereof you heard of me») in the past |
John baptized with water; |
now, with wine |
But don’t weep, he’ll make sure |
Pricked in the heart the Wednesday after last |
A light shined in the lodge and the chains slipped off her hands |
So to speak: she packed up her things and she sailed to Cyprus |
Sending greetings from Felix with a please to put Paul on |
Misunderstands |
Me, she, and her all went home (gave up the boast) and left Lisa to type us |
I gathered all the tokens of her passion, people |
Waiting for the promise of her father («Whereof you heard of me») in the past |
John baptized with water; |
now, with wine |
But don’t weep, he’ll make sure |
Pricked in the heart the Wednesday after last |