Espedair Street Lyrics

There's a place on the corner where we all like meet

The Butchers and the Buddhas live on Espedair Street

There's Hugin on my left side and there's Munin on my right

There's a pride of boys who make a noise and only want to fight

It's urgent and it's sad and it's lonely and it hurts

They want your vote and your money, it can only get worse

He can tell us a thing or two

He can make it hard for me and you

He can make you kneel, He can make you sigh

He can turn us all around - without telling us why

I'll eat my oats and drink my wine

You can see from my face, that everything's fine

My lips are sealed. My thoughts are wrong

I'm gonna take myself back to where I belong

I was angry with my friend

I told my wrath, my wrath did end

I was angry with my foe

I told it not, my wrath did grow

They've broken all the windows, They're turning up the heat

Now there's only swinging doors left on Espedair Street

Call me an angel - get him on the phone

I'm tight and I'm quiet and I've gotta go home

It's crawling and it's urgent and it pushes and it jerks

If we all stay silent it can only get worse

He can tell us a thing or two

He can make it hard for me and you

He can make you kneel, He can make you sigh

He can turn us all around - without telling us why

I'll eat my oats and drink my wine

You can tell from my face, that everything's fine

My lips are sealed. My thoughts are wrong

I'm gonna take myself back to where I belong