i won’t laugh at you when you boo-hoo-hoo.
my lover, i’ve been donating time to review all the misinterpretations that define me and you. i’m thinking about you in my secret language because i know you’re the only one who can help me take it easy. now i’m happy in the head knowing there ain’t no sucker in the world that’s a threat to us, and we’ve become material. it’s like, hey, you were always there just on the tip of my tongue and i needed you to happen. and now that you’ve happened and it really, really, really came true i feel like i ought to thank somebody. so i’m going to thank you.
— of montreal
des lendemains qui chantent.
all my skin is drenched in light, that’s what’s wrong. i died in a fire, i died in a fire.
' the dark descends through the promised land. down kingdom come and the acid ban. i'm Babylon burned inside out, nothing to kill it. i hit the city. in Marianne i dug a hole and watched her trip on my hollow soul. and in the end of that crawled, was my skin, i couldn’t kill it. i hit the city, i hit the city. ghost arrives at its bitter end to the promised land and the dark descends. i'm Babylon, burned inside out, nothing to kill it. i hit the city. ‘
say what you say, say it like a cat, say it to my face and say what you know every one says. say what you say, say it like a cat, say it to my face and say what you know every one says
— blonde redhead.