New Cannonball Run - TV on The Radio

Hey girls hey boys no

Don't mind the noise

It's just the sound of being

Dragged ahead

It's just a pornographic annulationship

As we watch the spider's web eat itself

All this death above extinguishing

All that you've ever known

Turn your touch screens off

And start harvesting

In the seeds that your parents sew

It's got me singing blues

That hit you like a cannonball

Loud enough to break your bones

But it was written in blood before

They wrote it in stone

So sing it with me like it's your own

It's got me f**ked up and dried up

And fed up can't get up

And bleeding and crying like

I'm mad at the song

I'm a carbon copy now they got me up

Oh look at where we're going

It's got you strung out and bothered

And caught up and drowning

And feeling and shot up

And feeling you gotta run

You're a carbon copy now they got me up

Oh look at where we're going

You're getting bothered staying low

Like under four hundred blows

Makes you feel like you are

All by yourself

So when the chance comes along

Where you could help out a wrong

The bullshit's got you stuck up on the shelf

But it's heavy I'm not ready

Do you feel like you're swimming

In the notes

Well baby follow the sound

That's shooting out of your crown

There's only one way up from the floor

It's got me f**ked up and dried up

And fed up can't get up

And bleeding and crying like

I'm mad at the song

I'm a carbon copy now they got me up

Oh look at where we're going

It's got you strung out and bothered

And caught up and drowning

And feeling and shot up

And feeling you gotta run

You're a carbon copy now they got me up

Oh look at where we're going

Now gonna kick toe

Gonna run right forward

Lord not the first time

We've imposed a locked door

Oh critter fight back

It's your sole reward

Below with your fist up

Brush the dust off

Boy it's got got it's got me singing

Blues that hit you like a cannonball

And loud enough to break your bones

But it was written in blood before

They wrote it in stone

So sing it with me like it's your own

Those blues they hit you like a cannonball

Loud enough to break your bones

But wish the rising in love before

We're taking the throne

So sing it with me like it's your own

You better dust off and get up

Get ready to push up

Hey baby get ready 'cause yeah

Yeah it's gonna come

If we want to see what's possible for a

A better way right now

You better dust off and get up

Get ready to push up

Hey baby get ready 'cause yeah

Yeah it's gonna come

When the truth is spoken love's unbroken

Nothing's gonna weigh us down