In a country sleeping warmly in the night
We believe Exxon, we play along
The water getting blacker as we fight
Geneva's gone, like a faded song
An extra-legal table-turning dream
Where one record speaks and another dies
Writing memos that are never as they seem
We will hear again in the years ahead
You've no memory of these many crimes
But these microphones tell of missing bones
And cameras captured weapons in your mind
Geneva's gone, like a foreign song
Just how many held you cannot say
And when organs fail, it's a small detail
Your pious eyes are showing no dismay
We will hear again in the years ahead
You've no memory of these many crimes
But these microphones tell of missing bones
And cameras captured weapons in your mind
Geneva's gone, like forgotten songs In a country sleeping warmly in the night We believe Exxon, we play along The water getting blacker as we fight Geneva's gone, like a faded song An extra-legal table-turning dream Where one record speaks and another dies Writing memos that are never as they seem We will hear again in the years ahead You've no memory of these many crimes But these microphones tell of missing bones And cameras captured weapons in your mind Geneva's gone, like a foreign song Just how many held you cannot say And when organs fail, it's a small detail Your pious eyes are showing no dismay We will hear again in the years ahead You've no memory of these many crimes But these microphones tell of missing bones And cameras captured weapons in your mind Explain Request ×
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