Captive Of The Sun Lyrics - Human Performance - Parquet Courts

My Miss Phonia brought the faders up now. 

She's a military grade, in dolby surround, around 5. 

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Cue the barking from the baritone. 

Conductor in the pit for the car honk duet. 

Half-tone harmony from the sewer. 

Rebel youth quier belt phrases even newer. 

Dump truck man drops the beat with the trash cans, call 9 11! 

We got therapy demands, Philharmonic got a first chair car crash. 

Pan the falsetto to smash the glass. 

it's a drive-by lullaby that couldn't get worse. 

A melody abandoned in the key of New York. 

Where nothing comes after I'm a passtime streamer, hanging from the rafters - I don't get out 

I don't have fun 

Livin' like a captive of the sun 

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Sight read the chart clap the rocks into sand. 

A 12-pass van, on a pothole band stand. 

Got an oil can hangover by default, and trucks pave the roads with amphetamine salt. 

Skull shakin' cadence of the J train rolls the rythm of defeat, repeating like a pulse, marching on and static, lyrics shout a retort into the melody abandoned in the key of new york. 

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