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    WOLF PARADE

    At Mount Zoomer 2008 ©

    Kissing The Beehive

    While stumbling where our hearts beat regular time
    Where the landscapes dump on rivers flowing by
    We're just drifting all night long, hands to the sky
    And our captain, oh, he is never denied

    I hear them sinking out from shore, hands at their sides
    And we find a rock to hold the head to tear at the sky
    We're just drifting all night long here with the flies
    And our captain, oh, he is never denied

    As if you didn't know that it would sting
    Kissing the beehive
    Pissing down the mountainside while nude in the rain
    As if you didn't know that it would sting
    Kissing the beehive
    And fucking up your finger from pushing on the ring

    Well, we lie on frigid shores of light
    We knew nothing of this bitter hand of war
    Something strange in the coals tonight
    Still we knew nothing of these bitter hands of war

    I wish I could believe in you
    Crashing all the weddings wearing white
    But we all hate the landlord, baby, it's alright, it's alright

    I wish I could believe in who you are
    You held your cap in the air and you called it a guitar
    You put your face on the glass and you call it good cinema
    As if you didn't know that it would sting

    Oh, oh, oh, oh

    Jonathan, Jonathan, waterfalls are running thin
    You know here's a holy grail for you to hold and
    Fire in the hole, fire in the hole, fire in the hole

    I'm not a wild party, I'm just an evening at the show
    Put the ring back on, and take your husband home and
    Fire in the hole, fire in the hole, fire in the hole, oh, oh, oh

    Radio, radio, why did you leave Virginia's side
    It's an alibi, we all know how the music died
    Fire in the hole, fire in the hole, fire in the hole, fire in the hole!
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

    Jonathan, Jonathan, waterfalls are running thin
    You know here's a finger made for me, for you to hold and
    Fire in the hole, fire in the hole, fire in the hole
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

    Estranged from the captain's light
    And his bitter hand
    Oh, oh, oh, oh...

    2008 ©

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