Des Animaux Songtext
von The Darcys

For a hand that
Doesn′t decieve and
For the buckshot kiss
Made a believer

And I'm on the floor
Waiting, determined
Through the spitting pause
Holes in your sermon

As we
As we walk
As we walk
Into the shadow of smoke and doubt

Well, the clothes they wore
Dressed up in wine
It was contract fire
Of the forgotten kind


A federal son
Caught out drunk and blind
The weaker ones
Always get left behind

There′s something
There's something wrong
There's something wrong
With the way that we keep talking

Words won′t come
Words won′t come
And all that I've been saying
Is waiting in my mouth

On and on and on

If we stay unknowable
To talk and still more talk
Whisper when the feeling comes
Keep our eyes trained to the spot

If we stay unknowable
To talk and still more talk
Whisper when the feeling comes
Keep our eyes trained to the spot


Words won′t come
Words won't keep coming
And all that I have been saying
Is waiting in my mouth

On and on and on

Words won′t come
Words won't keep coming
And all that I have been saying
Is waiting in my mouth

On and on and on

Words won′t come
Words won't keep coming
And words won't come
Words won′t keep coming
And words won′t come
Words won't keep coming
And all that I have been saying
Is waiting in my mouth

On and on and on

If we stay unknowable
To talk and still more talk
Whisper when the feeling comes
Keep our eyes trained to the spot

If we stay unknowable
To talk and still more talk
Whisper when the feeling comes
Keep our eyes trained to the spot

If we stay unknowable
If we stay unknowable
If we stay