Joy Division Songtext
von Simon Joyner

My crucial filament is all but spent
Soon it′ll be dark in my basement
My heart is waxing the slick floor again
Hoping I slip and fall in love
Well, she gives me the choice to remain and rejoice
Or to recoil and rebel

But papa, it's a gravity attack, it′s a gravity attack
And I can't seem to carry, much less bury, the past

Well, your ex-girlfriend said I was a terrible mess
She's got a real good head on her shoulders
When the singer spoke and confessed he didn′t really smoke cigarettes
She said her teenage brother smouldered
On a hot bed of stone, in a sterile white room
Under that Joy Division poster, he moaned


Papa, sometimes I gotta vent my spleen, sometimes I gotta vent my spleen
When I get shattered in the heart and scattered in the brain

Well, all the medicine in those sermons
Still can′t keep his brazen nose from turning
Because salvation may be free of charge
But faith always costs him something
They say there's nothing as sacred as the blood between brothers
When it′s pricked from their thumbs and exchanged beneath the covers

But, papa, my brother is gone, my brother is gone
Can you tell me now, how I'm supposed to get along?

Well, you asked for a chorus but you got a refrain
It′s another sad song that moves like a train
You can't whistle to it but you can fast-forward through it
Flick it off your shoulder like dead skin
They say my head on the plate might curb the debate
Over the unbearable high cost of living


But, papa, everything falls apart, everything falls apart, everything falls apart, everything falls apart
And the grass will grow as surely as they′ll break your heart