Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Courier , by - The Happy Family. Song from the album The Man On Your Street, in the genre Release date: 31.10.1982
Record label: 4AD
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Courier , by - The Happy Family. Song from the album The Man On Your Street, in the genre The Courier |
| I’m carrying the voices again |
| Don’t believe just comply |
| Double crossing between here and Hades |
| The two jaws of a lie |
| I’m just back from the underworld |
| I was signing my name |
| In the book of my ancestors |
| By the light of the flames |
| Between the rhythms of the living that I scratch |
| I meet the dead and they dictate their latest plans |
| I listen wide-eyed to the plans they’d like to hatch |
| They’re all reactionary, they’re Tories to a man |
| They’d like to cancel each advance since time began |
| And they sing: The errors we made, the mistakes that led us here |
| To save us getting lonely these must never disappear |
| Murderers and merchants, assassinations, wars |
| To wrap these vicious circles round the globe |
| That’s what we need a courier for |
| Got my critical faculties but |
| Hell doesn’t pay me to care |
| I’ve got the rights to my services |
| And I can take them elsewhere |
| (But where?) |
| I’m just back from the underworld |
| Found a mission that’s right |
| Hell’s rewarding me handsomely |
| So I’m paid on both sides |
| They showed me likenesses of the man my mother wed T H E CO U R I E R |
| Who won and windfall and a landslide at the polls |
| A man of principle after our hearts they said |
| He sent his speeches out to roost in vacant souls |
| Like rooks his thoughts will hover on |
| When he wings his way below |
| And they sing: |
| The errors we made, the mistakes that led us here |
| To save us getting lonely these must never disappear |
| Murderers and merchants, assassinations, wars |
| To wrap these vicious circles round the globe |
| That’s what we need a courier for |
| I’m a mixture of bloodtypes |
| I serve a couple of kings |
| On the horns of a hundred dilemmas |
| I’m being torn from limb to limb |
| I’m just back from the underworld |
| They say my progress is good |
| If I continue untrustworthy, devious |
| My admission’s assured |
| Hell’s a manner of speaking |
| Hell’s a gleam in our eye |
| It’s the way we get on in this world |
| Not where we go when we die |
| We all carry a language, we all carry a love |
| To keep them sublime to the end of the line |
| Please say that’s enough |
| Name | Year |
|---|---|
| The Man On Your Street | 1982 |
| Puritans | 1982 |
| March in Turin | 1982 |
| Letter from Hall | 1982 |
| Innermost Thoughts | 1982 |
| The Luckiest Citizen | 1982 |
| Revenge! | 1982 |
| Two Of a Kind | 1982 |
| The Mistake | 1982 |
| A Night Underground | 1982 |
| The Salesman | 1982 |