
Letra de Motherland
My friend you sit there reminiscing
While happy couples nearby kissing
Remind you of all the people you’re missing
While happy couples nearby kissing
Remind you of all the people you’re missing
That died and moved away
Both fates seem to seduce you
To throw yourself beneath the hooves
Or carry saints your parents knew
You’ll meet them all some day
Long before you ever came
Celestials were stripped of fame
But you recall forgotten names behind your bedroom door
Leaning on your windowsill
Forgetting April’s water bill
Past romances haunting still
And a notice on your door
Don’t leave home save those bones
Motherland, keep your clams
Through your dirty window pain
Hear the screaming of the train
Freedom in it‘s song contained
And blessed in its path
Could a purpose satisfy
Such an ordinary guy
Who hears a locomotive cry
Of desire’s wrath
Don’t leave home save those bones
Motherland, keep your clams
Living doesn’t make more sense
When you’ve paid for insurance
Prophets scalp recycled hints
Off your office walls
In truth they’ll never live to tell
Of wretched toil or living hell
But you know all the sweetness still
That echoes from your halls
Don’t leave home save those bones
Motherland, keep your clams
Singing songs of highwaymen
You go back to the bank again
Dreaming of the old times when
A pistol did the job
If you think of trouble making people say
You are mistaken times’s the only thing worth taking
But you keep getting robbed
Don’t leave home save those bones
Motherland, keep your clams
Both fates seem to seduce you
To throw yourself beneath the hooves
Or carry saints your parents knew
You’ll meet them all some day
Long before you ever came
Celestials were stripped of fame
But you recall forgotten names behind your bedroom door
Leaning on your windowsill
Forgetting April’s water bill
Past romances haunting still
And a notice on your door
Don’t leave home save those bones
Motherland, keep your clams
Through your dirty window pain
Hear the screaming of the train
Freedom in it‘s song contained
And blessed in its path
Could a purpose satisfy
Such an ordinary guy
Who hears a locomotive cry
Of desire’s wrath
Don’t leave home save those bones
Motherland, keep your clams
Living doesn’t make more sense
When you’ve paid for insurance
Prophets scalp recycled hints
Off your office walls
In truth they’ll never live to tell
Of wretched toil or living hell
But you know all the sweetness still
That echoes from your halls
Don’t leave home save those bones
Motherland, keep your clams
Singing songs of highwaymen
You go back to the bank again
Dreaming of the old times when
A pistol did the job
If you think of trouble making people say
You are mistaken times’s the only thing worth taking
But you keep getting robbed
Don’t leave home save those bones
Motherland, keep your clams