New Pornographers - Letter From An Occupant lyrics

I'm told the eventual down falls

are just a bill from the restaurant

You told me I could order the moon, babe,

Just as long as I shoot what I want

What the last ten minutes have taught me

Bet the hand that your money is on

Where the hell have the 70s brought me

You trade me away...long gone

For the love of God you said,

Not a letter from an occupant...

Ooo ooo ooo oo ooo ooo oo o ooo oo oo oo oo

Ooo ooo ooo oo ooo ooo oo o ooo oo oo oo oo

The time that your enemy gives you

Good times are not the ones you want

I cried five rivers on the way here

Which one will you skate way on

The tune you'll be humming forever

All the the words are replaced and wrong

With a shower of yeahs and whatevers

You trade me away...long gone

For the love of God you said

Not a letter from an occupant...

Ooo ooo ooo oo ooo ooo oo o ooo oo oo oo oo

Ooo ooo ooo oo ooo ooo oo o ooo oo oo oo oo

Where've all the sensations gone

Where've all the sensations gone

Where've all the sensations gone

Where've all the sensations gone

(for the love for the love for the love for...repeat to fade)

For the love of God you said

not a letter from an occupant

For the love of God you said

not a letter from an occupant

For the love of God you said

not a letter from an occupant (ohh)

The song, the song, the song that's shaking me

The song, the song, the song that's shaking me

The song, the song, the song that's shaking me

The song, the song, the song that's shaking me (oh yeah)

For the love of God you said

not a letter from an occupant...

For the love of God you said

not a letter from an occupant...

Ooo ooo ooo oo ooo ooo oo o ooo oo oo oo oo

Ooo ooo ooo oo ooo ooo oo o ooo oo oo oo oo (ohh!)