People throwing dinars at the belly-dancers
in a sad circus by a trench of burning oil
people throw belongings and lifetimes earnings
amongst the scattered rubbish
and suitcases on the sidewalk
People throwing dinars at the belly-dancers
in a sad circus by a trench of burning oil
people throw belongings and lifetimes earnings
amongst the scattered rubbish
and suitcases on the sidewalk
life's a bitch, then you die...everyone's mired in shit.
the wealthy are still unfulfilled, money's not the answer
the hungry are striving to be the wealthy
life's a bitch, then you die...everyone's mired in shit.
the wealthy are still unfulfilled, money's not the answer
the hungry are striving to be the wealthy
Date, palms, and orange and tangerine trees
and eyes are crying for everything
(Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn, burn, burn)
Date, palms, and orange and tangerine trees
and eyes are crying for everything
(Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn, burn, burn)
again, duality..beauty and destitution next to one another
so let us become one
again, duality..beauty and destitution next to one another
so let us become one
So I turned to...
So I turned to an old man by the generator
he was standing on the gravel by the fetid river
he turned to me and then surveyed the scene
said, "War is here in our beloved city."
(Let it burn, let it burn burn burn)
Sage says the time has come to change, war = conflict.
Saw doves in the river who tried to swim away
through tons of sewage, fate written on their foreheads
more duality, beautiful doves swimming through shit.
Date, palms, and orange and tangerine trees
and eyes are crying for everything
(Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn, burn, burn)
Everyone's crying out for something, let the change happen. relax and enjoy the ride.
Fishbellyface, those ARE the correct lyrics.
So what does this song mean? War? Maybe it talks about the cold war?
People throwing dinars at the belly-dancers in a sad circus by a trench of burning oil people throw belongings and lifetimes earnings amongst the scattered rubbish and suitcases on the sidewalk
People throwing dinars at the belly-dancers in a sad circus by a trench of burning oil people throw belongings and lifetimes earnings amongst the scattered rubbish and suitcases on the sidewalk
life's a bitch, then you die...everyone's mired in shit. the wealthy are still unfulfilled, money's not the answer the hungry are striving to be the wealthy
life's a bitch, then you die...everyone's mired in shit. the wealthy are still unfulfilled, money's not the answer the hungry are striving to be the wealthy
Date, palms, and orange and tangerine trees and eyes are crying for everything (Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn, burn, burn)
Date, palms, and orange and tangerine trees and eyes are crying for everything (Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn, burn, burn)
again, duality..beauty and destitution next to one another so let us become one
again, duality..beauty and destitution next to one another so let us become one
So I turned to...
So I turned to an old man by the generator he was standing on the gravel by the fetid river he turned to me and then surveyed the scene said, "War is here in our beloved city." (Let it burn, let it burn burn burn)
Sage says the time has come to change, war = conflict.
Saw doves in the river who tried to swim away through tons of sewage, fate written on their foreheads
more duality, beautiful doves swimming through shit.
Date, palms, and orange and tangerine trees and eyes are crying for everything (Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn, burn, burn)
Everyone's crying out for something, let the change happen. relax and enjoy the ride.
Good-good-good-good-good-bye.
Sage says peace out.