Letra de Consequence of Sounds - Regina Spektor

My rhyme ain't good just yet, my brain and tongue just met

And they ain't friends so far, my words don't travel far

They tangle in my hair and tend to go nowhere

They grow right back inside, right past my brain and eyes

Into my stomach juice where they don't serve much use

No healthy calories, nutrition values

And I absorb back in the words right through my skin

They sit there festering inside my bowels

The consonants and vowels

The consequence of sounds

The consonants and vowels

The consequence of sounds

Got a soundtrack in my mind all the time

Kids screamin' from too much beat up and they don't even rhyme

They just stand there, on a street corner

Skin tucked in and meat side out and shouting

I'd like to turn them down, but there ain't no knob

Born into picket fences, not into picket lines

All this hippie shit's for the '60s, another cliche in our time, but

What if one of these days, your heart will just stop ticking

And they sorta just don't find you till your cubicle is reeking?

The consonants and vowels

The consequence of sounds

The consonants and vowels

The consequence of sounds

Ah

Ah

Dun-ts-ts, dun-ts-ts, dun-dun-dun

Dun-ts-ts, dun-ts-ts, dun-dun-dun

Did you know that the gravedigger's still getting stuck in the machine

Even though it's a whole other daydream?

It's another town, it's another world

Where the kids are asleep and the loans are paid and the lawns are mowed

What'd you think? All the gravediggers were gone

Just 'cause one song is done? There's always another one

Waiting right around the bend 'til this one ends

Then it begins squeaky clean, and it starts all over again

The weather report keeps on tossing and turning

Predicting and warning and the warning and warning of

Possible leakage from news publications and

Possible leakage from news TV stations

That very same morning, right next to her coffee

She noticed some bleeding and heard hollow coughing

The National Geographic was being too graphic

When all she had wanted to know was the traffic

"The world's got a nosebleed," it said, "and we're flooding

But we keep on cutting the trees and the forests"

And we keep on paying those freaks on the TV

Who claim they will save us but want to enslave us

And sweating like demons, they scream through our speakers

But we leave the sound on 'cause silence is harder

And no one's the killer and no one's the martyr

The world that has made us can no longer contain us

And prophets are silent, then rotting away 'cause

The consonants and vowels

The consequence of sounds

The consonants and vowels

The consequence of sounds

Ah

Ah

Um-ts-ts, dun-ts-ts, dun-dun, dun-dun

Dun-dun-ts-ts, dun-ts, dun-dun

My rhyme ain't good just yet, my brain and tongue just met

And they ain't friends so far, my words don't travel far

They tangle in my hair and tend to go nowhere

They grow right back inside, right past my brain and eyes

Into my stomach juice where they don't serve much use

No healthy calories, nutrition values

And I absorb back in the words right through my skin

They sit there festering inside my bowels

The consonants and vowels

The consequence of sounds

The consonants and vowels

The consequence of sounds

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