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  Home - N - Neko Case - Album Fox Confessor Brings the Flood (2006) Paroles - Lyrics


Neko Case - Margaret vs. Pauline
Neko Case - Star Witness 
Neko Case - Hold On, Hold On
Neko Case - A Widow's Toast 
Neko Case - That Teenage Feeling
Neko Case - Fox Confessor Brings the Flood
Neko Case - John Saw That Number
Neko Case - Dirty Knife
Neko Case - Lion's Jaws
Neko Case - Maybe Sparrow 
Neko Case - At Last
Neko Case - The Needle Has Landed 

Margaret vs. Pauline
Everything's so easy for Pauline
Everything's so easy for Pauline
Ancient strings set feet a light to speed to her such mild grace 
No monument of tacky gold 
They smoothed her hair with cinnamon waves 
And they placed an ingot in her breast to burn cool and collected 
Fate holds her firm in its cradle and then rolls her for a tender pause to savor
Everything's so easy for Pauline
Girl with the parking lot eyes
Margaret is the fragments of a name 
Her bravery is mistaken for the thrashing in the lake
Of the make-believe monster whose picture was faked
Margaret is the fragments of a name
Her love pours like a fountain
Her love steams like rage
Her jaw aches from wanting and she's sick from chlorine
But she'll never be as clean 
As the cool side of satin, Pauline
Two girls ride the blue line 
Two girls walk down the same street 
One left her sweater sittin' on the train 
The other lost three fingers at the cannery 
Everything's so easy for Pauline


Hold On, Hold On
The most tender place in my heart is for strangers 
I know it's unkind but my own blood is much too dangerous 
Hangin' round the ceiling half the time 
Hangin' round the ceiling half the time
Compared to some I've been around 
But I really tried so hard
That echo chorus lied to me with its 
"Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on"
In the end I was the mean girl 
Or somebody's in-between girl 
Now it's the devil I love 
And that's as funny as real love
I leave the party at three a.m. 
Alone, thank God
With a valium from the bride
It's the devil I love
And that's as funny as real love
And that's as real as true love
That echo chorus lied to me with its
"Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on"
That echo chorus lied to me with its 
"Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on"


That Teenage Feeling
Now that we've met 
We can only laugh at these regrets 
Common as a winter cold 
They're telephone poles 
They follow each other 
One, after another, after another 
But now my heart is green as weeds 
Grown to outlive their season
And nothing comforts me the same 
As my brave friend who says, 
"I don't care if forever never comes 
'Cause I'm holding out for that teenage feeling 
I'm holding out for that teenage feeling"
All the loves we had 
All we ever knew 
Did they fill me with so many secrets 
That keep me from loving you 
'Cause it's hard, hard


John Saw That Number
Old John the baptist, old John divine 
Leather harness round his line 
His meat was locust and honey 
Wild honey lord, wild honey
John saw that number 
Way in the middle of the air 
Cryin' holy, holy to the Lord
Old John the baptist, old John divine 
Frogs and snakes are gonna get John this time 
God told the angel "go see about John" 
So he flew from the pit with the moon round his waist 
Gathered wind in his fists so the stars round his wrists 
Cryin' holy, holy to the lord
Read the revelations, you'll find him there 
Third chapter, fourth verse where he said unto me 
"There's a beast that rose out of the sea" 
Ten crowns, ten crowns
On his horns write "blasphemy"
John couldn't read it (John couldn't read it) 
Get on repeat it 
John couldn't read it 
Holy, holy to the Lord
There was a man, a pharisee 
Who came by night to meet him 
Said "I know thy teacher came from God cause no man can do such miracles 
Without the lord to entreat him" 
God told the angel "go see about John" 
So he flew from the pit with the moon round his waist 
Gathered wind in his fists and the stars round his wrists 
Cryin' holy, holy to the Lord 
Holy, holy to the Lord 
Holy, holy to the Lord...


Lion's Jaws
You're gone, the trees are so quiet 
When your hand was in my pocket 
How they swayed from side to side 
Now the meddling sky and my snowy eye 
Sees a different night
The night I fell into the lion's jaws 
To my regret and your delight
Those teeth themselves could not divine
Nor their pressure estimate 
The haze I wish to never break 
And to never contemplate
Momentum for the sake of momentum
Momentum for the sake of momentum
Of momentum


At Last
I can say that I've lived here in honor and danger 
But I'm just an animal and cannot explain a life 
Down this chain of days I wished to stay among my people 
Relation now means nothing, having chosen so defined
And if death should smell my breathing 
As it pass beneath my window 
Let it lead me trembling, trembling 
I own every bell that tolls me
Star Witness 
My true love drowned in a dirty old pan 
Of oil that did run from the block 
Of a falcon sedan 1969 
The paper said '75 
There were no survivors 
None found alive
Trees break the sidewalk 
And the sidewalk skins my knees 
There's glass in my thermos 
And blood on my jeans 
Nickels and dimes of the fourth of july 
Roll off in a crooked line 
To the chain-link lots where the red tails dive 
Oh how I forgot what it's like
Hey when she sings, when she sings when she sings like she runs 
Moves like she runs
Hey when she moves, when she moves when she moves like she runs 
Moves like she runs 
Hey there there's such tender wolves ‘round town tonight 
Round the town tonight 
Hey there there's such tender wolves ‘round town tonight 
Round the town tonight 
Hey pretty baby get high with me, 
We can go to my sisters if we say we'll watch the baby" 
The look on your face yanks my neck on the chain 
And I would do anything 
To see you again
So I've fallen behind…
Hey when she sings, when she sings when she sings like she runs 
Moves like she runs 
Hey when she moves, when she moves when she moves like she runs 
Moves like she runs 
Hey there there's such tender wolves ‘round town tonight 
Round the town tonight 
Hey there there's such tender wolves ‘round town tonight 
Round the town tonight
Go on, go on scream and cry
You're miles from where anyone will find you
This is nothing new, no television crew 
They don't even put on the sirens 
My nightgown sweeps the pavement 
Please don't let him die
Oh how I forgot...


A Widow's Toast
Specters move like pilot flames 
Their widows toast at St. Angel 
Better times collide with now 
The tears were warm, I feel them still 
Their heat to vapor and disperse 
And cloud our eyes with weary glaze
You raise your glass and may exclaim 
"I'll put my hands on the truth by God" 
But it's faster, love, than you and me 
Faster than the speed of gravity 
That's how it catches you from falling 
And how it always slips away
Specters move like pilot flames 
Their widows toast at St. Angel 
Better times collide with now 
And better times 
And better times are coming still


Fox Confessor Brings the Flood
Driving home I see those flooded fields 
How can people not know what beauty this is 
I've taken it for granted my whole life 
Since the day I was born
Clouds hang on these curves like me 
And I kneel to the wheel 
Of the fox confessor on splendid heels 
And he shames me from my seat 
And on my guilty feet 
I follow him in retreat
What purpose in these deeds 
Oh fox confessor please 
Who married me to these orphaned blues 
"It's not for you to know, but for you to weep and wonder 
When the death of your civilization precedes you."
Will I ever see you again
Will there be no one above me to put my faith in
I flooded my sleeves as I drove home again


Dirty Knife
So suddenly the madness came
With its whiskered, wolven, ether pangs
He locked the door 
And shut the blinds 
He laid down on the floor and he slept like iron 
While the dirty knife worked deep 
Into his spine 
The blood runs crazy
The blood runs crazy
Cascading letters pool on the stairs 
The grass is high, the cats are wild 
You can't even touch the tip of their tails 
And the blood runs crazy with giant strides
He sang nursery rhymes to paralyze 
The wolves that eddy out the corner of his eyes 
But they squared him frozen where he stood 
In the glow of the furniture piled high for firewood
And the blood runs crazy with giant strides 
And the woodsman failed to breech those fangs in time 
So they dragged him through the underbrush 
Wearing three winter coats and a dirty knife
[Ukrainian Part]


Maybe Sparrow
Maybe sparrow you should wait 
The hawks alight till morning 
You'll never pass beyond the gate 
If you don't hear my warning
Notes are hung so effortless 
With the rise and fall of sparrow's breast
It's a drowning dive and back to the chorus
La di da di da di da 
La di da di da di da
Oh my sparrow it's too late 
Your body limp beneath my feet 
Your dusty eyes cold as clay 
You didn't hear my warning
Maybe sparrow it's too late 
Moonlight glanced off metal wings 
In a thunderstorm above the clouds 
The engine hums a sparrow's phrase 
For those who cannot hear the words 
For those who will not hear the words 
For those who will not hear the words
La di da di da di da 
La di da di da di da
Maybe sparrow 
Maybe sparrow 
Maybe sparrow


The Needle Has Landed
Here I am in traffic's slow flow 
Where the needle touched down 
Carbon planes draw a cage round the air force base 
Where the needle touched down 
My foot on the brake it's ok to fly low 
Over poor Spanaway
An eagle swooped down from a semi-trailer 
Took the name of your town from a sharp-toothed freighter 
The needle's the same that recorded and played 
When you left me at the greyhound the year I moved away 
And if I knew then what's so obvious now 
You'd still be here baby 
My baby, baby
So that's why I never come back here 
That's why they spit out my name
Your ex's have clawed up the bible 
Trying to keep me away 
With the sledge of tectonic fever 
The needle has landed again 
Let it play
And the needle touched down 
The needle is landing 
And the needle touched down 
The needle is landing
An eagle swooped down from a semi-trailer 
Took the name of your town 
From a sharp-toothed freighter 
And if I knew then what's so obvious now
You'd still be here

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