Marshrutka Girl Songtext

von Brazzaville

It's 8 am
The winter sun is weak and it's grey and it's green
The mud stain windows don't let a whole lot in
The thirteen strangers and the rundown yellow van

Boys breath and men's breath
Both smell like last nights beer and vodka rounds
Like father like father like son
First a quiet desperation
And the second they ... An oath of kingdom come
But it's home

The people's loss
Is laying there beneath upon the frost
Bankers ain't some clever holy gods
Prouder tigers like hundred tigers sharks

Boys breath and men's breath
Both smell like last nights beer and vodka rounds
Like father like father like son
First a quiet desperation
And the second they an oath of kingdom come
But it's home