Indians singing songs of plastic, echoing through the night,
But they don’t know their meaning
And they don’t care to find
And they all seem to smile while I try hold a cry
I swim in a sea of liars
But the tides won’t sink my lifeboat tonight
People, come gather around, today we present
Faces, phrases and gimmicks you will not forget
Drugs, strong words and violence that you can digest
Anthems, symbols and banners so you can protest
While having so much fun
Indians dancing round the fire, burning through my veins,
But they can’t feel the heat
And they will freeze to death
And all the skins they wear won’t help them when the winter comes,
Cause life grows from the inside
And not from worn out clothes
Close your eyes, lower your voice,
And try to tell the music from the noise
As if you had a choice
People, come gather around, today we present
Faces, phrases and gimmicks you will not forget
Drugs, strong words and violence that you can digest
Anthems, symbols and banners so you can protest
While having so much fun
Trade an ear for an eye
So you can see what is like
To be brought up under a light
and never shine
People, come gather around, today we present
Faces, phrases and gimmicks you will not forget
Drugs, strong words and violence that you can digest
Anthems, symbols and banners so you can protest
While having so much fun
Wife Patrol make instantly catchy alt rock with streaks of punk, new wave, and metal, overlaid with Bangles-esque harmonies. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 20, 2020