jeudi 3 mars 2011

#4 Les lyrics du jeudi /// A Silver Mt. Zion

A Silver Mt. Zion - Movie (Never Made) (from He Has Left Us Alone, But Shafts Of Light Sometimes Grace The Corner Of Our Rooms)

Movie (Never Made), l'histoire d'une vie rêvée, jamais réalisée.

Tout ce que l'on a toujours voulu faire et créer mais qu'on n'a jamais eu le courage de faire. Alors forcément, venant de quelqu'un comme Efrim Menuck, ça respire l'altermondialisme et l'anticapitalisme (bonjour les banques). Mais quand même, ça reste très joliment écrit, et la chanson, réduite justement au minimalisme extrême, est totalement magnifique.

On silver mount zion
All buried in ruins
We was dancing the hora
Until we vomited blood
Spinning like crazy
Shoshanna i was jonesing
The towers had fallen
And the wind called out my grandfather's name

Let's kill first the banker
With his professional demeanor
Let's televise and broadcast the raping of kings
Let our crowds be fed on tear gas and plate glass
'Cos the people united is a wonderful thing

I know that you're dying
And I know I'm unwell
And together we sashay
Through variations of hell

And as you walk through valleys of fear
The lure of my past never near

Oh, don't be afraid, for the parade
Will not pass our way
It's nobler to never get paid,
Than to bank on shit and dismay

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