Murder In The Big House by Chagall Guevara

Chagall Guevara by Chagall Guevara

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Murder In The Big House
by Chagall Guevara

Album: Chagall Guevara

When did you last look up in the sky...really look at the sky and wonder?
Used to be you could see forever, now there's cracks in the canvas we're under,
This is the sound of a rooftop coming down,
This ain't a murder mystery,
This is the sound of the four walls falling in,
This is the stench of recent history.

This house is crumbling,
This property's condemned,
This house is crumbling,
Who'll say the last amen?

All of us Neros fanning ourselves, damp with the sweat of regret,
Just killing time with our eyes to the skies; waiting on science, our saviour,
This is the sound of your rooftop coming down,
It's time to meet the maker,
This is the sound of the floorboards caving in,
This is the knock of the undertaker.

This house is crumbling,
This property's condemned,
This house is crumbling,
Who'll say the last amen?
This house is crumbling,
This property's condemned,
This house is crumbling,
Who'll say the last amen?

A child takes a crayon and draws a black rainbow over a city where nobody is,
What are they thinking, these small-minded people, that they can decode words on the wall?

This is the sound of a world coming down,
This is the sex of history,
This is the sound of a big house caving in,
This is the friction of joy and misery.

This house is crumbling,
This property's condemned,
This house is tumbling down,
Who'll say the last amen?
This house is crumbling,
This property's condemned,
This house is tumbling down,
Who'll say the last amen?
Amen,
Amen,
Amen.