The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
The Receiving End Of Sirens
Brendan said this:
“The lyrics for this song can be looked at in many different lights and transposed into many different scenarios. They can relate to the story of the record if you would like or probably a number of other things. I will leave it at that.”
(Hook, line and sinker
Your smoke and mirrors
Won't ever take the bait
I'll never fall for those formats and figures
Your greedy fingers won't ever get their hands on me)
The wolves wear the wool
Of the sheep they have fooled
And preach their code of conduct:
"You've gotta push that, push that product"
We'll live in fear, for coats they may sheer
The fleecing of a fleeting flock
You may have my wool
You may have my locks
But my voice you have not
(My voice you have not)
We're sitting ducks, with feathers plucked
I'll never fall for the
Hook line and sinker
Your smoke and mirrors
I won't ever take the bait
I'll never fall for those
Formats and figures
Your greedy fingers
Won't ever get their hands on me
Hey boy, you best look out
"Ooh, we'll have you."
Pay mind to those greedy people climbers
They're licking their lips at you
They'll crush and they'll claw
Their way to the top
Your legs are just ladders to them
Your head's just another step man
On you like a rash
On you like a rash
I'll never fall for the
Hook line and sinker
Your smoke and mirrors
I won't ever take the bait
I'll never fall for those
Formats and figures
Your greedy fingers
Won't ever get their hands on me
Even though you hide your fangs so cleverly dear
You sing your songs so prettily dear
Your most gentle song
Your most soothing call won't lead this sheep astray
All these suits with big black knives
Can't put me on the company's dime
I won't be bought
No I won't be sold
All these greasy palms and greedy hands
All my supply all your demand
(I'm not your whore)
And I won't be your Babylon
(Hook, line and sinker
Your smoke and mirrors
Won't ever take the bait
I'll never)
I'll never fall for the
Hook, line and sinker
Your smoke and mirrors
Won't ever take the bait
I'll never fall for those formats and figures
Your greedy fingers won't ever get their hands on me
Even though your hide your fangs so cleverly dear
You sing your songs so prettily dear
Your most gentle song
Your most soothing call won't lead this sheep astray
(Lead this sheep astray)
Smoke and Mirrors was produced by Matt Squire.
The Receiving End Of Sirens released Smoke and Mirrors on Tue Aug 07 2007.