Wolf Parade

Wolf Parade - Language City lyrics

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Language City is a bad old place 

We all know 

Where eyeballs float in space 

We all know 



We were tired, we can't sleep 

It's crowded here, none of us leave 

Language City don't mean a thing to me 



Audiences, the same program is always on 

I'd infer, it's best to avoid the law 

When your wife wakes up and sees 

Shut the blinds and block out the street 

Language City don't mean a thing to me 



All this working 

Just to tear it down 

All this working 

Just to tear it down 



Language City is a bad, old place 

We all know 

Eyeballs float in space 

We all know 



We're tired, we can't sleep 

It's crowded in the street 

Language City don't mean a thing to me 



I been here so long my heart is a parking lot 

Hollow feet rooted to the spot 

But the fields are beyond belief 

From tower out to where I can see 

Language City don't mean a thing to me 



All this working 

Just to tear it down 

All this working 

Just to tear it down 



On the telephone 

On the telephone 

On the telephone 

Someone's counting the hours 

In a paper room 

In a paper room 

In a paper room 

Somebody's counting the hours 



Know I know it's true 

From above this room 

Somebody's counting the hours 

The hours 

The hours 

The houuuuurs 



Oh the long bitter road 

Let us down 

Oh the ringing telephone 

There's no one around 



We are not at home 

We are not at home 

We are not at home 

We are not at home 

We are not at home 

We are not at home 



We are not at home 

We are not at home 

We are not at home 

We are not at home 

We are not at home 

We are not at home 



Hang on the telephone 

Hang on the telephone 

Hang on the telephone 

Hang on the telephone
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Language: English

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