The Finest Drops
by Wire
From the album: A Bell Is a Cup Until It Is Struck
Duration: 5:01
Lyrics for The Finest Drops
The island monkeys love the dark No one is home, they're thin-skinned sharks Hue exchanging gives sea-leg walks No one is home, the chemicals talk Load up the spoiled goods Up the spoiled gods Fill up the kindness cups Drink up the finest drops Feeding frenzy, sleepless attacks No one is home, power attracts Death on a raft, life in a whale No one is home to finish the tale Paint it red, light it in blue No one is home over at zoo Lashing together, a timbre design No one is home, no one is blind The last boat launched, cling to the rail No one is home, they're in full sail Forging chains, caught on the tracks No one is home and they're not coming back The island monkeys love the dark No one is home, they've gone for a walk The island monkeys love the dark No one is home, the chemicals talk