Live on France Inter's 'On va tous y passer' - 03-10-2013

Bedouins and Beauty Queens

With my feet on the ground, I could tell you that I loved you. 
With my heart in my hands, I could look you in the eye. 
Sleeping softly on your doorstep with a bottle in my trembling hands 
My head upon your lap in the same here but another when 

You’re an angel. I’m a saint. 
From your throne up in the sky, you’ve ruined us with your stupid game 
I’m screaming for some time 
As on the road, the motorists pass by 

Lai die die 

I dropped my lucky coin off in the river we once swam in 
I dropped bombs on the city where I scrubbed away my sorrows 
Can’t stop the memories come flooding down upon me 
Of a future stolen softly in the night 
It seemed to me the sun would rise again tomorrow 
One more revolution, a second last revolt 

So rise up, you slaves 
Feel the golden dawn and storm the castle walls 
Open your eyes, you slaves 
Or you will never see that you are free 
That home isn’t just anywhere you sleep 

Lai die die

Penultimate Revolt

Yesterday, you told me what I could never hope to hear 
In an angry haze, your smoky voice resplendent in my ear 

The characters we want to play, two star-crossed lovers 
Died in each other’s arms before the second act began 
Address the council, tell your sisters and your brother 
I knew it wouldn’t be long until I ran again 

Come with me, we’ll burn this broken city to the ground 
Cheek to cheek, we’ll dance as our insides feed the fires all around 

The stage was set, the city wept, the concrete crawling 
And dreamt about in fitful bouts one thousand miles away 
You’d beat my chest and scream aloud as night came falling 
I knew it wouldn’t be long ‘til you came back again 

The sum of the words that you say 
Incite my mind to smoulder 
Trusting and truthful, a whispering wind 
Will blow it all away 
Throw it on the fire and blow it all away

Juliet

Home is just a place I used to be 
Til you came into port, golden eyes and smiling brightly 
My list it isn’t long and you are on it 
I insist upon this song and now you’re gone gone gone 

As the swallows in the air beat this rhythm 
The time it passes slowly as the winds on which we linger 
Leave us lonely never blowing to the place where we would wish them 
My mission is a simple one and you are its fruition 

I never stopped sinning 
The bloodhounds on my scent 
Never knew what they were missing 
As they came and went 

Been living long years of the fruits of my volition 
Love-sick, heat-struck, or some other condition 
Waiting by your bedside for your light to shine on me 
I’ll be there every night 

And in the early morning 
I’ll walk down to the sea 
Stay there for hours 
Til the sun starts to bleed 
I ask you what you need 
And you turn the other cheek 
Doesn’t matter what you’ve done 
I don’t care where you’ve been 

Now home is where I aim to be 
Safely into port with your loving arms around me 
My list it isn’t long and you are on it 
I insist upon this song and now you’re gone gone gone

Never Stopped Sinning

Born of the roaring thunder and crashing lightning, The Summer Rebellion recalls the burning flames of yesteryear and heralds the coming storm, when the slaves will open their eyes and see the truth through the failing summer sun. With the cavernous voice of David Koczij and thunderous accordion of Arthur Bacon, The Summer Rebellion arouses strong emotions with their particular brand of wild carnival freak song. Step right up and witness the modern day harbingers of the message, the truth and the dirt beneath the fingernails of our everyday saints.

The Summer Rebellion

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