Fugazi - Strangelight

The sun's a strange light
Nothing grows right anymore
Scars on every stalk
Whose mouth should I use to talk?

The force that marks the routine
Temperature, whatever degrees
Create the bad thing
And lay our heads in it

Now it's hard to punch the clock
On a site where production's stopped
I'm just a warehouse filled with junk
Some somethings for some someones

Tasking time with tracking eye
Tectonic shifts one nerve at a time
I lay my head in it

A hundred plans to foritfy
Beige concrete goes on for miles
Hiding cities under it
Fill my mouth with non-mouth spit

There was a light at the window
A light under the door
But, it's not there anymore

(Come on over
Get your shoes on
Get your feet on, baby
Come on over)

Written by:
BRIAN ENO

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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