Ribs Songtext
von Monitors

Each to their own, my proud homegrown, laws never lie
Know your place, ideals embrace, they used to loathe
Your loss, our gain, I′ll mime the lame, fair terms abide
Unions disown, try to atone for what is nigh

All the corners admire
Like your ribs, like your style, geishas testify
Take your time, smile wide, as I say, not as I do

Hear those wide-eyed howls prolong
Squalor and rot in it, all along

Bilateral investment treaty, please arise
Overspend, ten percent, democracy
Need pills to breathe, news to me, access denied
An open state, fools replace our heart's desire


All the corners admire
Like your ribs, like your style, geishas testify
Take your time, smile wide, as I say, not as I do

Hear those wide-eyed howls prolong
Squalor and rot in it, all along

Hear those wide-eyed howls prolong
Squalor and rot in it, all along

Hear those wide-eyed howls prolong
Squalor and rot in it, all along

Hang on the words, the praise they hear never
Nothing much more than linking ties to sever

Hang on the words, the praise they hear never
Nothing much more than linking ties to sever

And they call it a poor life
And they call it a poor life
And they call it a poor life
And they call it a poor life for you