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Spoon: Lyrics
Superioryouareinferior Lyrics:
| Great Lakes |
Great Lakes, Do I have what it takes
to make it through to the other side?
Lake Superior, you are only inferior
To the ocean, but I wouldn’t worry about it.
Colonial ghosts hide in lake Huron.
It was the first one they found and the first one to shipwreck their lives.
Lake Michigan. I wish I could do it all over again,
But with you this time.
They so much into Lake Eerie. I don’t know how much,
But you can’t go swimming.
Lake Ontario, we are running out of places to go
Places to go, places to go.
Great lakes, Do I have what it takes
To be great when there is no where left to go?
You think you’re fast and superior,
But you are only inferior to the generations that still had somewhere to go.
| My Heart Is a Piece Of Garbage Fight Seagulls Fight |
Everyone’s lining up for a brand new pick up truck.
I need a ghost ship.
I need a ghost ship.
Everyone left behind the Maritimes.
I need a history.
I need a history.
The oil rush is falling down like rain.
Falling down like rain.
On all of us.
Ask the devil into your heart,
And you’ll never be alone.
There’s no time to stand apart
In your new prairie home.
And the Calgary tower stands up in the sky
Like a giant fist that sticks up with all of it’s might.
And the Calgary tower is shining in the night
Like the mast of a ghost ship on it’s inaugural flight.
My heart is a piece of garbage.
My heart is a piece of garbage.
My heart is a piece of Garbage.
Fight. Seagulls. Fight.
Fight. Seagulls. Fight.
| Come On Forest Fire Burn The Disco Down |
V1: I hear the call from the suburbs down to the Plateau
The kids know how to stand. Cover your eyes with both hands.
Looking for a new song.
Looking for a new song.
Chorus: Come on forest fire burn the disco down.
Come on forest fire burn the disco down.
V2: We’re all standing our parent’s shoulders. The boats across the ocean.
And they stand on their parent’s shoulders. Missionaries that never went home.
And they stand on their parent’s shoulders. Wagons in a row.
And they stand on their parent’s shoulders. Churches built from bones.
Chorus
V3: Ask the colonial ghosts if they live in your bones.
Ask the colonial ghosts if they live in your bones.
Ask the colonial ghost what they took and they’ll tell you that . .
You’re dancing on it. You’re dancing on it.
Chorus
| Bones In A Museum |
If you are drawn and quartered and dragged behind
The wagons of our time.
You are a lightening bolt. You are a wonder.
You are a warning shot before all the others.
Withstanding the pressure of words.
Waving a white flag in a forest of birch.
If you are worn down by being in public.
Remember you are beautiful even in judgement.
You are a lightening bolt. You are a wonder.
You are a whale under the water.
Listening for the songs of the invisible others.
Joining in their wordless thunder.
And after your mad dash for freedom
They can hang your bones in a museum.
Suspended in the light. Suspended in the air.
Suspended in the light. Suspended in the air.
Suspended in the light. Suspended in the air.
Hanging above all of your cares.
You are a lightning bolt. You are a wonder.
You are a whale out of the water.
| I Can’t Wait To Hear The Noise |
Our country is wild. I’ve seen it’s heart.
Under the snow, Dancing with grizzlies in my mind.
But it’s been too long. It’s been too long.
It’s been too long away.
I can’t wait to hear the noise.
There’s a place not far away
where the street cars pull the day,
and there’s so many sounds. You can’t hear yourself.
I can’t wait to hear the noise.
I can’t wait to hear the noise.
| If You Lose Your Horses |
If you lose your horses because they ran off when lightening struck.
I will come home from wherever I am until the last one is rounded up.
If you’ve got the blues. I’ll stand by you.
If you’ve got the blues. I’ll stand by you. I’ll stand by you.
If you lose your mind because you can’t follow the lines.
I will come home from wherever I am until everything is right.
If you’ve got the blues. I’ll stand by you.
If you’ve got the blues. I’ll stand by you. I’ll stand by you.
If I lose my horses because they ran off when lightening struck.
Will you come home from wherever you are until the last one is rounded,
Until the last one is rounded. Until the last one is rounded up.
| Off The Grid, Underground |
Off the grid, underground
That’s where the queers went in my town.
Off the grid, underground,
All of the best songs are never found.
Off the grid, underground
Too far north to be found.
Off the grid, underground
Find your love and then hunt it down.
Run, Run, Run back to the land
This town will chase you with a gun in it’s hand.
Run, Run, Run back to the land
This town will chase you with a gun in it’s hand.
Run, Run, Run back to the land
This town will chase you with a gun in it’s hand.
Run, Run, Run back to the land
This town will chase you with a gun in it’s hand.
| Strength From Within |
Sailors have always known that you can’t fight the wind.
You can’t fight the water with strength from within.
Strength from within. Strength from within.
We’ve gotta, we’ve gotta, we’ve gotta find
A way to get the ocean on our side.
Your Grandfather’s still at the bottom of the coal mine
Counting the rocks between him and making it out alive.
Would you say that strength from within would pull him from his grave.
No! He had to, He had to, He had to find
A way to make peace with the mine.
We’ve gotta, we’ve gotta, we’ve gotta find
A way to get the ocean on our side.
| I’ll Be A Ghost For You |
It’s your face I’ll see at the end of the day.
If I die before I do I’ll be a ghost for you.
If you feel me in your bones. I have found a home.
Permanent like a tattoo. I’ll be a ghost for you.
There is no wind or snow that can separate us cold.
Even if I don’t make it through. I’ll be a ghost for you.
Avalanche may fly and cover up my eyes.
If I don’t have me I’ll have you. I’ll be a ghost for you.
| We Become Our Own Wolves |
When things get bad, you better bet I feel the temperature drop.
It might be ten outside, but it’s forty below in my mind.
And I spend all day hunting and circling myself,
But when I have myself surrounded I never have the heart to finish it off.
Baby you know I love you, but I just can’t leave the house.
Baby you know I need you, but it’s not enough to fight myself.
We become our own wolves. We become our own wolves.
We become our own wolves. We become our own wolves.
You know I want to rise above and learn how to trust.
The wild was not my friend, but it never did pretend.
And I spend all day measuring the color of the sky.
Should I go outside? Should I go outside?
Bridge
Baby you know I love you, but I just can’t leave the house.
Baby you know I need you, but it’s not enough to fight myself.
We become our own wolves. We become our own wolves.
We become our own wolves. We become our own wolves.
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