The Angle Songtext
von The Eastern

Well, they said you could find your true accent
In the art songs written for the upper middle classes
Well, I just grinned, held my finger in the wind
And I told them they could kiss our asses
Well, they said New Zealand′s out there in all its like refinery
But it seemed to us here in the south
That it was just a dairy farm and it was dressed as a winery
And it was pissing in its own river mouth
And it was pissing in its own river mouth


There are degrees of change from any sharp angle
From any that you can look
You can agree to rearrange this darkness and tangle
If you're trading your flag for a book
You gotta trade in that old flag for a book
But when I say you, I don′t mean just you
And when I say me, I mean we
'Cause it's gonna take us two
We′re gonna make it through
We′re gonna swim through this river of shit
And come out okay
Come out okay

Well, a Union Jack to the left of the stars
It says nothing to me in my life
Well, it's tethered on our dark underbelly in the sky
So you can tear it off with the back of a knife
Well, I never thought it would happen to me
That we would lose our place in the sun
But a place in the sun ain′t no place to be
When the third world shows up bearing guns
When they show up bearing guns, do you blame them?


There are degrees of change from any sharp angle
From any that you can look
You can agree to rearrange this darkness and tangle
If you're trading your flag for a book
You gotta trade in your flag for a book
But when I say you, I don′t mean just you
And when I say me, I mean we
'Cause it′s gonna take us two
If we're gonna make it through
If we're gonna swim through this river of shit
And come out okay
Come out okay

Well, I′m well aware that this humble little folk song
Ain′t gonna win any wars
But I prop it up true with its dukes of a U
And I dare you, come on, give me some more
I'm telling you, give me some more

There are degrees of change from any sharp angle
From any that you can look
You can agree to rearrange this darkness and tangle
If you′re trading your flag for a book
You gotta trade in that old flag for a book
But when I say you, I don't mean just you
And when I say we, I mean me
′Cause it's gonna take us two
If we′re gonna make it through
If we're gonna swim through this river of shit
And come out okay
Come out okay