"Montague Terrace (In Blue)" as written by and Scott Engel....
The little clock's stopped ticking now
We're swallowed in the stomached rue
The only sound to tear the night
Comes from the man upstairs

His bloated belching figure stomps
He may crash through the ceiling soon
The window sees trees cry from cold
And claw the moon

But we know don't we
And we'll dream won't we
Of Montague Terrace in blue

The girl across the hall makes love
Her thoughts lay cold like shattered stone
Her thighs are full of tales to tell
Of all the nights she's known

Your eyes ignite like cold blue fire
The scent of secrets everywhere
A fist filled with illusions
Clutches all our cares

But we know don't we
And we'll dream won't we
Of Montague Terrace in blue oh in blue


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"Montague Terrace" as written by Scott Engel

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    General CommentMontague Terrace is in Brooklyn, but no idea why it's blue. This song's always seemed a bit pretentious, so I imagine there's something bigger going on that just a night spend waiting around. Like ... they're stuck in a post-apocalyptic wasteland ('the little clock's stopped ticking') and remembering places that have been destroyed. (Fist filled with illusions, etc.)

    Of course, it could be something simpler, like waiting for summer and a better time to leave the apartment. But... I'm pretentious, too.
    QueenThudon July 10, 2008   Link
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    General CommentMontague Terrace is in Brooklyn, but no idea why it's blue. This song's always seemed a bit pretentious, so I imagine there's something bigger going on that just a night spend waiting around. Like ... they're stuck in a post-apocalyptic wasteland ('the little clock's stopped ticking') and remembering places that have been destroyed. (Fist filled with illusions, etc.)

    Of course, it could be something simpler, like waiting for summer and a better time to leave the apartment. But... I'm pretentious, too.
    QueenThudon July 10, 2008   Link
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    General CommentThere is a Montague Terrace in London (Bromley), another one in Edinburgh, and probably in other places as well as Brooklyn. Scott Walker had been living in Britain for some time when he wrote the song, so I always assumed it was a British location, but I don't really know.

    BTW, isn't the lyric 'stomached room'? In other words the room is like a stomach which has swallowed them.

    DavidBon January 16, 2010   Link

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