Godspeed You! Black Emperor | The Dead Flag Blues

    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