Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Red Rabbits, artist - the Shins.
Date of issue: 22.01.2007
Song language: English
Red Rabbits |
Hurled to the center of the earth again |
The place where it’s hot love, you know it hurts to breathe in |
And the watershed you balance on is begging it |
Well, did he ever know, will he ever know? |
The trees in the moonshine are a dark lattice |
So you catalog every angle you notice |
In a vacuum you are charged to record this |
So you won’t make it easy on me |
I can’t go into this no more |
It puts too many thorns on my mind |
And the necessary balloon lies a corpse on the floor |
We’ve pissed on far too many sprites |
And they’re all standing up for their rights |
Born on a desert floor, you’ve the deepest thirst |
And you came to my sweet shore to indulge it |
With the warm and dreaming eyes of an orphan |
But there was not enough, there is not enough |
Out of a gunnysack fall red rabbits |
Into the crucible to be rendered an emulsion |
And we can’t allow a chance they’d restore themselves |
So we can’t make it easy on you |
Undaunted, you bathe in hollow cries |
The boys with swollen, sunburnt eyes |
A reward for letting nothing under their skin |
So help me, I don’t know, I might |
Just give the old dark side a try |
(oh-ah) |
Don’t cast your whirling eyes on the shore 'til we even the score |
(oh-ah) |
I still owe you for the hole in the floor and the ghost in the hall |
(oh-ah) |
Who decides who paddles over the falls? |
Yeah, who makes the call, who makes the call? |
I know there’s an eventual |
Release from every scale of crime |
But the necessary balloon lies a corpse on the floor |
We’ve pissed on far too many |
Good intentions |
Held by clever sprites |
And they’re all standing up for their rights |