Song | Pablo's Lament |
Artist | Brazzaville |
Album | Brazzaville In Istanbul |
Deng Xiaoping | |
A true Asada king | |
Lay dying in Shanghai | |
A comet tracing through the sky | |
Chairman Mao | |
Heard thunder in the dawn | |
The old guard’s come and gone | |
And underneath our world’s a drone | |
Off the coast | |
The shipping lanes are closed | |
The fields have all gone dry | |
The satellites are standing by | |
But Bay-one | |
He’s whirling like a Khan | |
Mole’s like a swan | |
The airwaves of the demi-monde | |
While my grandfather floats in the sea | |
All the angels stare at me | |
The dome of the sky fades away | |
All I see is outer space | |
While my grandfather floats in the sea | |
Chairman Mao laughs joyfully | |
The dome of the sky fades away | |
And every now and then I see some outer space | |
The shipping lanes are closed | |
The fields have all gone dry | |
The satellites are standing by | |
But Bay-one | |
He’s whirling like a Khan | |
Mole’s like a swan | |
The airwaves of the demi-monde | |
While my grandfather floats in the sea | |
All the angels stare at me | |
the dome of the sky fades away | |
All I see is outer space | |
While my grandfather floats in the sea | |
Chairman Mao laughs joyfully | |
The dome of the sky fades away | |
And every now and then I see some outer space |
Deng Xiaoping | |
A true Asada king | |
Lay dying in Shanghai | |
A comet tracing through the sky | |
Chairman Mao | |
Heard thunder in the dawn | |
The old guard' s come and gone | |
And underneath our world' s a drone | |
Off the coast | |
The shipping lanes are closed | |
The fields have all gone dry | |
The satellites are standing by | |
But Bayone | |
He' s whirling like a Khan | |
Mole' s like a swan | |
The airwaves of the demimonde | |
While my grandfather floats in the sea | |
All the angels stare at me | |
The dome of the sky fades away | |
All I see is outer space | |
While my grandfather floats in the sea | |
Chairman Mao laughs joyfully | |
The dome of the sky fades away | |
And every now and then I see some outer space | |
The shipping lanes are closed | |
The fields have all gone dry | |
The satellites are standing by | |
But Bayone | |
He' s whirling like a Khan | |
Mole' s like a swan | |
The airwaves of the demimonde | |
While my grandfather floats in the sea | |
All the angels stare at me | |
the dome of the sky fades away | |
All I see is outer space | |
While my grandfather floats in the sea | |
Chairman Mao laughs joyfully | |
The dome of the sky fades away | |
And every now and then I see some outer space |