Chagall Guevara
Chagall Guevara - Murder In The Big House lyrics
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MCA, 1991 1.Murder In The Big House. When did you last look up in the sky? really look at the sky and wonder? used to be you could see forever now there's cracks in the canvas we're under this is the sound of the rooftop coming down this ain't a murder mystery this is the sound of the four walls falling in this is the stench of recent history This house is crumbling this property is condemned this housw is crumbling who'll say the last amen? All of us Neros fanning ourselves damp with the sweat of regret just killing time with our eyes to the skies waiting on science our saviour this is the sound of your rooftop coming down it's time to meet the maker this is the sound of the floorboards caving in this is the knock of the undertaker This house is crumbling this property is condemned this house is crumbling who'll say the last amen? A child takes a crayon and draws a black rainbow over a city where nobody is What are they thinking, these small minded people? that they can decode words on the wall? This is the sound of the world coming down this is the sex of history this is the sound of the big house caving in this is the fiction of joy and misery This house is crumbling thisproperty is condemned this house is tumbling down who'll say the last amen? amen amen amen