| Kevin Devine – Big, Bad Man Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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I think it's actually: "I just let you and your song lie there and burn" |
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| Kevin Devine – I Could Be With Anyone Lyrics | 18 years ago |
| I think it's "A sugar daddy and his clueless wife" | |
| Kevin Devine – Untitled (Time To Burn) Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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My take on the lyrics: It’s a brushfire spreading, feeding as it moves And it’s a disappeared glacier, it’s an airborne flu It’s your disbelieving eyes logging concrete miles It’s your yawning conscience and your lawyer's smile It’s an occupied country foaming at the mouth It’s no smoking gun, no mushroom cloud It’s a military mother with a boy in hell And it’s a flag-draped casket and oil well It’s an Argentine schoolgirl gagged and bound And it’s a torture camp and it's a long way down It’s the constant bracing shock of now And it’s the whole damn world turned inside out, alright And it’s a march to extinction with your god in step Puts his name in your mouth, puts his cross on your neck It’s a farm boy sprinting over desert dirt And he's panting the 'our father' in staccado spurts It’s his automatic rifle and it tells no lies That's his truth in your stomach, it's no alibi But the trouble lies on the other side With an equal truth prepping for his holy night Sees the crescent and the star blink in the virgin sky And hears the call of milk and honey from the afterlife And as he eases to the checkpoint he is calm and sure It's collateral damage, it’s the cost of war It's another bag of bones for the gods to sort It's just another bag of bones for the gods to sort And it’s a species disappearing, all the birds fly south In a January heat wave, in a pulsing crowd It’s an African militia, kids with submachines It’s a conflict diamond on your bride-to-be It’s the mission of modernity - go get what’s yours Til there’s nothing left over to go get no more And it’s not what we're owed but it's what we've earned And its closer than we realize and it's time now to burn It's time now to burn, oh it's time now to burn |
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| Kevin Devine – Murphy's Song Lyrics | 18 years ago |
| *He's whimpering taps now, for his plank-walk parade | |
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