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Grandfather Lyrics
There has never ever been a dull moment
we can kiss the highest clouds
and name them after movie stars.
Your fingers, they're flower pots,
and as the cuticles rack the stem comes through,
you'll never know a poet's eyes unless you see them for yourself.
yourself (for yourself)
After the truth is found there will be a suicide.
Hear me now and grant my wishes as sins, not ignorance.
Endangered now, with pockets full of oil...
All I have left is a face fucking, homicidal waste of time.
Take these roads (and take them)
and take them fast.
My legs collapse in harmony with the music and I plummet
My legs collapse in harmony with the music and I plummet
down down
down down forever.
I can write the dialogue to a script about your death
I'm walking across 2nd avenue...
I'm tripping across Lexington...
I'm falling down Park Avenue...
And dying on Broadway.
I'm walking across 2nd avenue...
I'm tripping across Lexington...
I'M FALLING DOWN!
I'm falling down Park Avenue...
And dying on Broadway.
wish amongst wish, hope against hope.
We can wish amongst wish, hope against hope.
We can wish amongst wish, hope against hope.
You have become
a new bloody valentine.
Over and over again,
I've watched you killing yourself.
Hold my hand, let's start the decay.
One shot in the mouth.
we can kiss the highest clouds
and name them after movie stars.
and as the cuticles rack the stem comes through,
you'll never know a poet's eyes unless you see them for yourself.
yourself (for yourself)
Hear me now and grant my wishes as sins, not ignorance.
Endangered now, with pockets full of oil...
All I have left is a face fucking, homicidal waste of time.
and take them fast.
My legs collapse in harmony with the music and I plummet
down down
down down forever.
I'm walking across 2nd avenue...
I'm tripping across Lexington...
I'm falling down Park Avenue...
And dying on Broadway.
I'm walking across 2nd avenue...
I'm tripping across Lexington...
I'M FALLING DOWN!
I'm falling down Park Avenue...
And dying on Broadway.
We can wish amongst wish, hope against hope.
We can wish amongst wish, hope against hope.
a new bloody valentine.
Over and over again,
I've watched you killing yourself.
Hold my hand, let's start the decay.
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Submitted by
thetyrant On Jun 01, 2007
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ChevyChevySlowSlow you're wrong. supermina you're right.
On their new DVD Justin says that the song came from sifting through his old journal that he used to write in in college He found this passage that he wrote about going to college and about anxiety about going to school and a new environment, new people. And it was something he always wanted to put to a song.
This song is absolutely amazing. I love it.
I can write the dialogue to a script about your death I'm walking across 2nd avenue, I'm tripping across Lexington. I'm falling down Park Avenue, And dying on Broadway.
^^ My favorite part of the whole song :]
Yeah my fav part too.
Wish there were lyrics to the other 2 songs :-/
I've edited the lyrics:
There has never ever been a dull moment we can kiss the highest clouds and name them after movie stars.
Your fingers, they're flower pots, and as the cuticles rack the stem comes through, you'll never know a poet's eyes unless you see them for yourself. yourself (for yourself)
After the truth is found there will be a suicide. Hear me now and grant my wishes as sins, not ignorance. Endangered now, with pockets full of oil... All I have left is a face fucking, homicidal waste of time.
Take these roads (and take them) and take them fast.
My legs collapse in harmony with the music and I plummet My legs collapse in harmony with the music and I plummet down down down down forever.
I can write the dialogue to a script about your death I'm walking across 2nd avenue... I'm tripping across Lexington... I'm falling down Park Avenue... And dying on Broadway. I'm walking across 2nd avenue... I'm tripping across Lexington... I'M FALLING DOWN! I'm falling down Park Avenue... And dying on Broadway.
wish amongst wish, hope against hope. We can wish amongst wish, hope against hope. We can wish amongst wish, hope against hope.
You have become a new bloody valentine. Over and over again, I've watched you killing yourself. Hold my hand, let's start the decay.
One shot in the mouth.
soooooooo good!
so fucking good!!
sounds like suicide? maybe. idk. its a kickass song tho.
sounds like suicide? maybe. idk. its a kickass song tho.
Its a revenge fantasy about the singer's abusive stepfather... apparently.
Actually, I'm pretty sure the revenge fantasy was El Piñata De La Muerte, not Grandfather... They're both great songs, though.
xx