The Shins – No Way Down Lyrics

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Meet the son of a government man
And a pillar of salt

I was born with blood on my hands
And have all the signs of a bleeding heart

Living high on a giant hog
On a mountain so steep
Keep your head in a hollow log
As the ruling fog are about to creep

What have we done?
How'd we get so far from the sun?

Lost, lost in an oscillating phase
Where a tiny few catch all of the rays

Out beyond the western squalls
In an alien land
They work for nothing at all
They don't know the mall or the layaway plan

Dig yourself a beautiful grave
Everything you could want

Maybe those invisible slaves
Are too far away for a ghost to haunt


What will we charge?
Letting go of a claim so large
Oh, all of our working days are done
But a tiny few are having all of the fun

Get used to the dust in your lungs

Is there no way down
From this peak to solid ground
Without having our gold teeth
Pulled from our mouths?


Make me a drink strong enough
To wash away the dishwater world they said was lemonade
Walk with me after the show
Maybe we can find a way through the minefield in the snow


What will they charge?
Letting go of a claim so large
Oh, all of our working days are done
But a tiny few are having all of the fun

Apologies to the sick and the young
Get used to the dust in your lungs

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