Language City

Language City is a bad, old place We all know Where eyeballs float in space We all know We were tired, we can't sleep It's crowded here, none of us leave Language City don't mean a thing to me Audiences, the same program is always on I'd infer, it's best to avoid the law When your wired up in seams Shut the blinds and block out the street Language City don't mean a thing to me All this working Just to tear it down All this working Just to tear it down Language City is a bad, awful place We all know Eyeballs just float in space We all know We're tired, we can't sleep It's crowded in the street Language City don't mean a thing to me I been here so long, my heart is a parking lot Hollow feet rooted to the spot But the fields beyond belief From tower out to where I can see Language City don't mean a thing to me All this working Just to tear it down All this working Just to tear it down On the telephone On the telephone On the telephone Someone's counting the hours In a paper room In a paper room In a paper room Somebody's counting the hours Gotta go in through Gotta go in through Gotta go in through Someone is counting the hours The hours The hours The hours Oh, the long bitter road Let us down Oh, the ringing telephone There's no one around We are not at home We are not at home We are not at home We are not at home We are not at home We are not at home We are not at home We are not at home We are not at home We are not at home We are not at home We are not at home Hang on the telephone Hang on the telephone Hang on the telephone Hang on the telephone --- Language City - Wolf Parade