Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Uzbekistan, artist - The Sound Of Animals Fighting.
Date of issue: 07.09.2008
Song language: English
Uzbekistan |
Away from all the children, away. |
Fear the walls that you made |
All your fears are mine, airplanes and time fly far away |
Time is the only distance, between the artist and the masterpiece |
Running around our business, explaining what I should have picked |
Sitting in a seating chair, with papers on the wall |
Twiddling your rubber thumbs, in a sea of alphabetical |
Let your heart break, in pain; |
you’ll find the truth |
Let your mind escape the burden of logic and proof |
They try to take away. |
We must turn our boredom to gratitude |
I love, love, love |
I want, want, want |
I need, need, need |
I am, am, am |
The world owes me nothing, yet has given me a great deal |
Who wrote your words? |
Who sews your strings? |
Who built your boat? |
Who breaks your back? |
Why do I wonder? |
Some people never even ask |
What are you thinking? |
Who’s in charge? |
(Spoken word) |
I don’t understand French, but if I could |
I would write beautiful songs about horrible things… |
Because it is said to be the language of love and romance… |
And if love didn’t exist, there wouldn’t be any horrible things |
You must care to cry, love something in order to hate something… |
You must have a heart in order for it to be broken |
Many people walk in a dream |
They feel entitled to happiness and feel anger when it is not waiting for them |
I know that the world owes me nothing, yet has given me a great deal |
It is our own perception we get to bend and mold to our liking- |
Once that is accomplished, the reality we once knew begins to change |
My neighbor may be dark and gloomy, but I find it a perfect day to go outside |
I can knock on his door, but that doesn’t mean he will answer |
And I will have to walk away, sad, from his little house |
Where he sleeps and smokes and drinks all day |
Just to escape what he does not yet know |
We find ourselves in little boxes watching little boxes |
We see an edited version of human life, targeted on alienating us as individuals |
To distract us from the seedy underbelly of politics and business |
We are products of a Machiavellian society |
Look at the pretty girl dancing- her hair is so shiny |
I want my hair to be shiny. |
Look at the man with chizzled features- |
Use the razor he is using. |
It will give you the kind of charm that woman crave |
Women will want you. |
Men will adore you. |
You will be happy. |
You will be empty |
Because it is not about the product, but the feeling they are trying to convey |
And it is not for your benefit, it is for the benefit of the holders of the |
company |
We must burn our little boxes. |
We must create dialogue |
We must realize the importance of every moment |
We must turn our boredom to gratitude |
Use your hands, your thoughts, your hunger |
These things are yours and yours alone |