Lyrics The Constantines

The Constantines

Arizona

This is a song about the death of Danny Rapp

And that great gospel jest called rock and roll:

Some modern spirit

Wounded and sober

Here's the hunger of a generation

And another ritual surrender

Another motel voice

Arizone 1983

Saying "We must not hang our hats

Upon a dream"

As long as we are lonely

We will dance

As long as we are dying

We want the death of rock and roll

In my hands

A hymn of dispossession

In my head

I'm hearing love songs

I'm going to run my tongue

Over the body of the nation

I'm going to sing sing sing

To all the dirty little engines

As long as we are lonely

We will dance

As long as we are dying

We want the death of rock and roll

We don't want no confederates

We want deliverance

We don't want no saints

We want the death of rock and roll

This is the music of the minions

This sound is a terminal condition