Arcade Fire - Neighborhood No.2 (Laika) lyrics
Alexander, our older brother
Set out for a great adventure
He tore our images out of his pictures
He scratched our names out of all his letters
Our mother should've just named you Laika...
Come on, Alex. You can do it!
Come on, Alex. There's nothing to it!
If you want something, don't ask for nothing!
If you want nothing, don't ask for something!
Our mother should've just named you Laika...
It's for your own good
It's for the neighborhood...
The neighborhood!
Our older brother bit by a vampire
For a year, we caught his tears in a cup
And now we're gonna make him drink it
Come on, Alex. Don't die or dry up!
Our mother should've just named you Laika
It's for your own good
It's for the neighborhood...
The neighborhood!
When daddy comes home, you always start a fight
So the neighbors can dance in the police disco lights
The police disco lights
Now the neighbors can dance!
The police disco lights
Now the neighbors can dance!
