Broken Breads Lyrics - Twin Cinema - New Pornographers

I could have it 

without with the whores and their buggies 

I suppose their father knows best 

where the wind goes 

you could always see into the dark for miles around 

my job was to try and make a sound 

then I heard the call of 

I heard the call to 

screaming I don't wanna 

I saw the girls 

the new world minstrels 

whispering I don't wanna 

tormented kings 

your children of the earth sing 

under an embalmed clear sky 

under an embalmed clear sky 

I foresee that you'll be weakened 

the children of your cash 

I can tell you can't live without it 

who was I to come between a whore and her money? 

yes there is a war 

boys versus girls 

clowns versus their curls 

I invested well 

and heavily into your antics 

I requested suicide blonde 

loudly 

yes there is a war 

its much like the one I've been waiting for 

boys versus girls 

clowns versus their curls 

I heard the call of 

I heard the call to 

screaming I don't wanna 

I saw the pearls 

the new world minstrels 

whispering I don't wanna 

tormented kings 

your children of the earth sing 

under an embalmed clear sky 

under an embalmed clear sky 

I heard the call of 

I heard the call to 

screaming I don't wanna 

I saw the pearls 

the new world minstrels 

whispering I don't wanna 

tormented kings 

your children of the earth sing