Poppy Fields
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โฑ๏ธ 3:14 duration
๐ ID: 11601670
๐ Lyrics
The fire next time
The monkeys are in the belfry
As they bide their time
Awaiting some instructions from deviant minds
Monkey's in the belfry
Here we are again at battered crossroads
With no satelite
To guide us pass the poppies
Growing over night
This grounds unsafe to dream on
Well here's the scene
A young man who can't stand the glare of magazines
A man who want to blow up all this filth and greed
To blind himself and bind himself
And the fingers point
To the witches from the east
Other fingers taunt the witches of the west
When the mind is washed and the brain goes numb
And the lion has no range to roam
Poor scarecrow cannot feed his own
And the tin man now a heart of stone
Boy in the balloon
Made his bed washed his hands
Leaving home
His home
Another belt to his hide
Now the masquerade is always on
Always on
Well so the riddle goes
She left on a boat
Or a train
Was it north towards new haven?
Or west toward flint hills
He's gone long gone
Gone long gone
Our cell phones whistle like strange birds
As we're all plugged in to our different worlds
Cameras point then take the shot
Rarely look around at what we've got
Yes the cut worm will forgive the plow
At the death and resurrection show
The monkeys are in the belfry
As they bide their time
Awaiting some instructions from deviant minds
Monkey's in the belfry
Here we are again at battered crossroads
With no satelite
To guide us pass the poppies
Growing over night
This grounds unsafe to dream on
Well here's the scene
A young man who can't stand the glare of magazines
A man who want to blow up all this filth and greed
To blind himself and bind himself
And the fingers point
To the witches from the east
Other fingers taunt the witches of the west
When the mind is washed and the brain goes numb
And the lion has no range to roam
Poor scarecrow cannot feed his own
And the tin man now a heart of stone
Boy in the balloon
Made his bed washed his hands
Leaving home
His home
Another belt to his hide
Now the masquerade is always on
Always on
Well so the riddle goes
She left on a boat
Or a train
Was it north towards new haven?
Or west toward flint hills
He's gone long gone
Gone long gone
Our cell phones whistle like strange birds
As we're all plugged in to our different worlds
Cameras point then take the shot
Rarely look around at what we've got
Yes the cut worm will forgive the plow
At the death and resurrection show
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.11] The fire next time
[00:10.21]
[00:15.22] The monkeys are in the belfry
[00:17.35] As they bide their time
[00:21.94] Awaiting some instructions from deviant minds
[00:29.51] Monkey's in the belfry
[00:36.46] Here we are again at battered crossroads
[00:42.88] With no satelite
[00:45.23] To guide us pass the poppies
[00:50.36] Growing over night
[00:54.55] This grounds unsafe to dream on
[01:01.49] Well here's the scene
[01:05.22] A young man who can't stand the glare of magazines
[01:11.46] A man who want to blow up all this filth and greed
[01:18.67] To blind himself and bind himself
[01:23.05] And the fingers point
[01:24.46] To the witches from the east
[01:25.80] Other fingers taunt the witches of the west
[01:28.57] When the mind is washed and the brain goes numb
[01:31.23] And the lion has no range to roam
[01:33.30] Poor scarecrow cannot feed his own
[01:36.57] And the tin man now a heart of stone
[01:40.89]
[02:04.85] Boy in the balloon
[02:06.32] Made his bed washed his hands
[02:08.60] Leaving home
[02:10.65] His home
[02:12.91] Another belt to his hide
[02:14.97] Now the masquerade is always on
[02:19.12] Always on
[02:22.66] Well so the riddle goes
[02:26.78] She left on a boat
[02:29.09] Or a train
[02:29.97] Was it north towards new haven?
[02:32.10] Or west toward flint hills
[02:35.03] He's gone long gone
[02:39.71] Gone long gone
[02:44.90]
[02:49.01] Our cell phones whistle like strange birds
[02:50.28] As we're all plugged in to our different worlds
[02:52.50] Cameras point then take the shot
[02:56.85] Rarely look around at what we've got
[02:58.55] Yes the cut worm will forgive the plow
[03:00.95] At the death and resurrection show
[03:09.09]
[00:10.21]
[00:15.22] The monkeys are in the belfry
[00:17.35] As they bide their time
[00:21.94] Awaiting some instructions from deviant minds
[00:29.51] Monkey's in the belfry
[00:36.46] Here we are again at battered crossroads
[00:42.88] With no satelite
[00:45.23] To guide us pass the poppies
[00:50.36] Growing over night
[00:54.55] This grounds unsafe to dream on
[01:01.49] Well here's the scene
[01:05.22] A young man who can't stand the glare of magazines
[01:11.46] A man who want to blow up all this filth and greed
[01:18.67] To blind himself and bind himself
[01:23.05] And the fingers point
[01:24.46] To the witches from the east
[01:25.80] Other fingers taunt the witches of the west
[01:28.57] When the mind is washed and the brain goes numb
[01:31.23] And the lion has no range to roam
[01:33.30] Poor scarecrow cannot feed his own
[01:36.57] And the tin man now a heart of stone
[01:40.89]
[02:04.85] Boy in the balloon
[02:06.32] Made his bed washed his hands
[02:08.60] Leaving home
[02:10.65] His home
[02:12.91] Another belt to his hide
[02:14.97] Now the masquerade is always on
[02:19.12] Always on
[02:22.66] Well so the riddle goes
[02:26.78] She left on a boat
[02:29.09] Or a train
[02:29.97] Was it north towards new haven?
[02:32.10] Or west toward flint hills
[02:35.03] He's gone long gone
[02:39.71] Gone long gone
[02:44.90]
[02:49.01] Our cell phones whistle like strange birds
[02:50.28] As we're all plugged in to our different worlds
[02:52.50] Cameras point then take the shot
[02:56.85] Rarely look around at what we've got
[02:58.55] Yes the cut worm will forgive the plow
[03:00.95] At the death and resurrection show
[03:09.09]