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New Cannonball Run - TV on The Radio
Hey girls, hey boys, no
don't mind the noise
It's just the sound of being
dragged ahead

It's just a pornographic annulationship

As we watch the spider's web eat itself

All this death above, extinguishing

All that you've ever known

Turn your touch screens off
and start harvesting

In the seeds that your parents sew

It's got me singing blues

that hit you like a cannonball

Loud enough to break your bones

But it was written in blood before
they wrote it in stone
So sing it with me like it's your own

It's got me fucked up and dried up
and fed up, can't get up
And bleeding and crying like
I'm mad at the song

I'm a carbon copy, now they got me up

Oh, look at where we're going

It's got you strung out and bothered
and caught up, and drowning
And feeling, and shot up
and feeling you gotta run

You're a carbon copy, now they got me up
Oh, look at where we're going

You're getting bothered staying low
like under four hundred blows

Makes you feel like you are
all by yourself

So when the chance comes along
where you could help out a wrong
The bullshit's got you stuck up on the shelf

But it's heavy, I'm not ready

Do you feel like you're swimming
in the notes

Well baby, follow the sound
that's shooting out of your crown
There's only one way up from the floor

It's got me fucked up and dried up
and fed up, can't get up
And bleeding and crying like
I'm mad at the song

I'm a carbon copy, now they got me up
Oh, look at where we're going

It's got you strung out and bothered
and caught up, and drowning
And feeling, and shot up
and feeling you gotta run

You're a carbon copy, now they got me up

Oh, look at where we're going

Now gonna kick toe

gonna run right forward

Lord, not the first time
we've imposed a locked door

Oh critter, fight back

it's your sole reward

Below with your fist up

brush the dust off

Boy, it's got, got, it's got me singing

Blues that hit you like a cannonball

And loud enough to break your bones

But it was written in blood before
they wrote it in stone
So sing it with me like it's your own

Those blues, they hit you like a cannonball

Loud enough to break your bones

But wish the rising in love before
we're taking the throne
So sing it with me like it's your own

You better dust off and get up
get ready to push up
Hey baby, get ready 'cause yeah
yeah, it's gonna come

If we want to see what's possible for a
a better way right now

You better dust off and get up
get ready to push up
Hey baby, get ready 'cause yeah
yeah it's gonna come

When the truth is spoken, love's unbroken

Nothing's gonna weigh us down