Athens France (Live from the Queen Elizabeth Hall) Letra - Black Country, New Road ft. New Road

She flies to Paris, France, I come down in her childhood bed

And write the words I'll one day wish that I had never said

Now all that I became must die before the forum thread

The cursed vultures feed and spread the seeded daily bread

And I guess I found out

What it's like

I am the richest boy in every room

Mainline to the UE BOOM

They ask me

"Why don't you sing with an English accent?"

Well, I guess it's too late to change it now

In the rural American town fairground

I go 'round and I go 'round

It's a great wide gulf between the intention and what ground met me

I check my phone and make the sound

Like "Theme From Failure" performed for just you

Like the new road built out of Black Country ground

I have learned so little from all I lost in 2018

I think she's still waiting there for us, somewhere

Underneath what we built to keep the waters clean

It's a one-size-fits-all, hardcore, cyber-fetish, early-noughties zine

Oh, we sell matcha shots to pay for printing costs and a PR team

We are recently enlightened

Oh, for some reason, it fazes thee

But it won't give up, too soft to touch

How hard could it really be?