Nathan Asher & The Infantry - Turn Up The Faders lyrics
rate meLight strikes the suburbs in the summer, <br />
Water trickles and runs down the features of children, <br />
Laughter echoes rising <br />
As they slip between the sprinklers. <br />
Faces eager for no reason, <br />
Is it the season, is that it? <br />
This used to be enough for me, now it isn't, <br />
I need some different entertainment. <br />
<br />
So we take the A-Train into the city, <br />
Sticky seats shake at the station, <br />
Women's footsteps drag, <br />
From the cave of the tunnel dragon, <br />
Into the open high-rises, buildings, <br />
Street urchins come to siege us, <br />
Corner preachers carry Jesus, <br />
Like he carried the cross, toss leaflets. <br />
All this misdirected lust, <br />
All these, all these, all these people, <br />
As dusk turns into evening, <br />
We just get funneled to the clubs. <br />
<br />
So come on turn up the faders, <br />
Sooner or later bring the beat in, <br />
I need it, I wanna feel lit, <br />
Like a fetus feels the heartbeat <br />
Of his mother when he's sleeping, <br />
Beating constantly, <br />
Come on and dance emphatically, <br />
Manically, desperately, <br />
Who knows where this is heading? <br />
I'm in the backroom, drunk, <br />
The stars cut chunks out of the darkness. <br />
It's a portrait of the young artist, <br />
As another target market, <br />
Playing dumb in the club, <br />
Using liquor as a tourniquet, <br />
Let's succumb to our desires, <br />
We'll become just like our fathers, <br />
Bang into each other <br />
Until the lights smother us <br />
And we go under. <br />
<br />
Outside is a storm, it feels like a set, <br />
It feels so unreal. <br />
<br />
Turn up the faders, <br />
Come on bring the beat in, <br />
I need it, I wanna feel it, I wanna feel it <br />
I'm in the bathroom, drunk, <br />
The months cut chunks out of the summer, <br />
Days get longer, minutes get faster, <br />
I get older, the weather gets colder, <br />
They might sleep out in the suburbs, <br />
But not here, not here, <br />
So come on turn up the faders, <br />
Sooner or later bring the beat in, <br />
I need it, I wanna feel it, I wanna feel it. <br />
<br />
And my friends hold their glasses, <br />
Like roses by the stem, <br />
Leaning like trees blown by wind in a garden, <br />
Fall and play jester, at the feet of dark-eyed women, <br />
Whose every hidden glance, <br />
Holds a chance for new beginnings, <br />
Here's to all the new beginnings, <br />
We never got back from. <br />
Never go home, <br />
Never go home, <br />
Never go home alone.
