Quiet American by The Arrivals
Quiet American by The Arrivals

Quiet American

The Arrivals * Track #4 On Marvels of Industry

Quiet American Lyrics

Bullets chase down colored feet
This is where the red rain flows free
The children, wild
They chew concrete
Trying to feed a false dream

But on the street where the new fruit sours
They sell solace by the hour
Just lay me down

Alice is coming, now I'll finally get some sleep
Alice is coming
Alice is coming, bringing medicine for me
Alice is coming

The gods must love this smoggy air
Hiding all us ugly orphans
The parents, brave, who shipped us here
While opening up our coffins

Now it's kill to stay alive
While they sell honey to the hive
I can't go back

Alice is coming, now I'll finally get some sleep
Alice is coming
Alice is coming, bringing medicine for me
Alice is coming

Dear sirs, to those concerned, must
Please send us back to Europe
There's nothing here to cure us
We smoke while smoke rolls down

Alice is coming, now I'll finally get some sleep
Alice is coming
Alice is coming, bringing medicine for me
Alice is coming

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