What will become of us in this foreign land?
Empty hands
Starbucks coffee cups
We won’t weep or sigh
Windshield wipers
We’re poor monkeys on a chain
What will become of us in this foreign land?
Then we go down, then we go down
Then we go down, then we go down
Then we go
Can you hear the sound of rattling metal chains?
Car windows closing hastily
We won’t feed the lie
Windshield wipers,
Left right
Staring into nowhere
Disregarding the sound of rattling metal chains
Then we go down, then we go down
Then we go down, then we go down
Then we go
No dime no dollar in our pockets
Only fallen children in our hearts
No roof no shelter over our heads
Only graveyard memories on our mind
Dear gatekeeper let us in
Come on gatekeeper let us in
The enigmatic Frank Ene's solo record lives in a magical world where Serge Gainsbourg fronts Yellow Magic Orchestra. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 17, 2022