Paroles The Depression Suite de The Tragically Hip

Textes et Paroles de The Depression Suite

Under the pillow, I bury my head and try and shut Chicago out.
As it turns out, there's a whole other world of sounds
Of perfect fifths, low skids and Artic howls

All saying are you going through something?
Are you going through something?

Under the pillow, a little room to breathe
The early morning light's a pale cranberry
I hear the ahh-ahh-ahh not-now-wow
Of a siren far away and closing steadily

Saying are you going through something?
Are you going through something?
Cause I-I-I-I I am too

Under the pillow, I can hear your whisperin'
Are you going through something?
Oh honey, are you going through something?
Are you going through something?
Then I-I-I-I I am too
Then I-I-I-I I am too

Gimme Gimme Gimme Gimme Gimme
Gimme an opportunity, gimme gimme
Put me put me put me put me put me
In the saddle I'll ride you'll see

There's new work in the dayroom
I can lounge online, don't you laugh
I'd sell a giraffe and I'd give you half
Just to occupy my mind

I'll be driven, my eyes always moving
I'll be rivited to the task
No smiling! That's important
I will make my face a mask

And I'm thinking, just in passing
What if this song does nothing?
What if this song does nothing?

Working in the new New Orleans world
I'm emptying slots, working like a ghost
I move through huge rooms with no windows
And no Gulf of Mexico

Gimme Gimme Gimme Gimme Gimme
Gimme an opportunity, gimme gimme
Put me put me put me put me put me
In the saddle please

I'll be driven, my eyes always moving
I'll be rivited to the task
No smiling! That's so important.
I will make my face a mask.

And I'm thinking, just in passing
What if this song does nothing?
What if this song does nothing?
What if this song does nothing?
What if this song does nothing?

Bring on the requisite strangeness
It always has to get a little weird, little weird
Yeah, you just bring on the requisite strangeness
Bring it on, disappear
Go to be a man of the boom,
To Florida without the ocean

But don't you want to see how it ends?
When the door is just starting to open.
And Athabasca despends
Don't you wanna see how it ends?

I can hear you, but I can't stay here
You left me lost in the Barrens,
You left me born on the stairs
It's minus 11 inside my kettle
I didn't come to get lost in the Barrens
I didn't come to settle
To be a man on the moon
To get my little slice of Heaven

Yeah, Don't you want to see how it ends?
When the door is just starting to open
And Athabasca depends
Don't you wanna see how it ends?

Don't you wanna see how it ends?
The door is just starting to open
Athabasca depends
Don't you wanna see how it ends?
Yeah, don't you wanna see how it ends?
I'm holding the door to the Barrens
Athabasca depends
Don't you wanna see how it ends?

C'était les paroles de The Depression Suite
Voir les autres titres de The Tragically Hip.