Russian Coney Island

The Voidz

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    No longer under our protection, yeah
    Just thought that everyone'd forgotten her
    She hoped one day she'd get your attention, yeah
    But by now she knows there is no moral code

    Like a time before roads, no adults in control
    Only beasts that eat meat right off the bone
    Like a child on the phone that is never coming home
    On a long human leash, not a stray

    I didn't want all this sorrow to think about
    I want to drop it on the world to figure out
    And now she's crying 'cause she is forever there
    Stuck inside a Russian Coney Island lair
    I didn't want a whole summer to figure out
    Or think or dream or talk or write or sing about
    You should be proud of yourself kid, you're killing it
    And now you're working Russian Coney Island, babe

    Running through the forest, just like all before us
    They'll be coming for us, where do we go now?
    How can we ignore it? Light a candle for us
    Shut the fuck up, Boris, what do we do now?

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    Some people'd look in her direction, yeah
    But no chance to start over or try again
    Guess she just needed some direction, yeah
    Going toward the light might be more merciful

    Like in times before roads, not much meat on the bone
    Things they go as they go but they go slow (woo)
    Animals that I hear as they crawl inside my wall (woo)
    Make me feel less alone, is that weird?

    I didn't want all these horrors to think about
    I wanna drop it on the world to figure out
    But I regret it 'cause I am forever here
    And playing Russian Coney Island for you, dear
    Now I am crying for nothing eternally
    And gotta blame it on the mob, obviously
    You should be proud of yourself kid, you're crushing it
    'Cause now we're running Russian Coney Island, babe

    Running through the forest, just like all before us
    They'll be coming for us, where do we go now?
    How can they ignore us? Light a candle for us
    Shut the fuck up, Boris, what must we do now?

    What do you want? What do you say?
    Hey, you always look the other way
    What do you want? What would you say?
    If it was any vision, left of dead

    Song details

    Composition: Julian Casablancas, Jake Bercovici, Amir Yaghmai, Alex Carapetis, Jeff Kite, Beardo, and Reggie Watts

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