Nervous, Sad, Poor…

Текст песни Godspeed You Black Emperor! - Nervous, Sad, Poor…

[Part 1 (0:00-6:09): "The Dead Flag Blues (Intro)"]
The car's on fire and there's no driver at the wheel
And the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides
And a dark wind blows

The government is corrupt
And we're on so many drugs
With the radio on and the curtains drawn

We're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
And the machine is bleeding to death

The sun has fallen down
And the billboards are all leering
And the flags are all dead at the top of their poles

It went like this:

The buildings tumbled in on themselves
Mothers clutching babies
Picked through the rubble
And pulled out their hair

The skyline was beautiful on fire
All twisted metal stretching upwards
Everything washed in a thin orange haze
I said: "Kiss me, you're beautiful -
These are truly the last days"

You grabbed my hand
And we fell into it
Like a daydream
Or a fever

We woke up one morning and fell a little further down -
For sure it's the valley of death

I open up my wallet
And it's full of blood

[Part 2 (6:09-9:32): "Slow Moving Trains"]
(Instrumental)
[Part 3 (9:32-13:48): "The Cowboy..."]
(Instrumental)

[Part 4 (13:48-17:17): "Drugs in Tokyo"]
They have a large barge with a radio antenna tower on it that they would charge up and discharge

They have a large barge with a radio antenna tower on it that they would charge up and discharge

They have a large barge with a radio antenna tower on it
[Part 5 (17:17-19:09): "The Dead Flag Blues (Outro)"]
(Instrumental)

[Part 6 (19:09-20:43): (Untitled)]
I don't know what to do

I don't-- I don't know what to do

What kind of thing should I do?

Ehhh... I don't know

Yeah?

What's my motivation?

Ooh that sounded-

How 'bout like that?