Gavilan/Cubed (third demo) Songtext
von Interpol

Yeah, I sure do miss the early days
When I was so drunk
And tied up in so many ways
Looking for the sanctity of love cause

I might make you handsome
Yeah, I might give you a plea
Handsome, it′s getting awfully tough
Oh yeah, to have the right means

If it weren't for this fear
Well, I just might really be someone
But I can make it in peacetime
Find some violence, kid and you come straight to me

Starting up the rain again
Starting up the rain again
Starting to look the same again
I said, "Isn′t that a shame?"


It'll be for a while
That you complete me and my hopes will drown
Isn't it some marble-headed face
Yeah, it′s a flash upon your knee
It′s a rumble-tumble trip
It's a loving to me, oh oh

Listen to my chest
And no hurt into my back, oh
Roses and rest
Case is not so strong, wait, we′re wasting time
For ways to town, for ways, for ways to town

Why, why, why, why?
Why, why?
Why, why, why, why?
Why, must I, why?
Ooh

Pumpkin, I'm just waiting for a land ballon
′Cause Grammy will be coming home soon
And you might get lost
Ooh, you might get lost
Girl, I sure would miss you


Pumpkin, don't you stray too far within the little home
′Cause Grammy will be coming home soon
And you might get lost
You might get lost
Girl, I sure would miss you