Songtexte: Sunset Rubdown. Demos / Early versions. Stadiums And Shrines (Piano Segue Alt. Version).

I lift my dress up to the ceiling tiles
Of stadiums and shrines
And if you see something to cheer for
You can say, ?I stole all the good lines?
Lets do this in a dying light
Nothing brighter than a half-lit marquee
All the voices of the ones I love
Are the white scars on my knees

You?ll wave your courageous arms
Like a black flag in the night
When boys stoop to use another boys? jones
?Cause their mother didn?t raise ?em right
And I?ll wave my courageous arms
Like a black flag in the night
I?ll sing a verse and you can ring the alarm bells
Sometimes they sound kinda nice

In the dying light
I lift my dress up over my head
I?ll lift it in the skies
?Cause nothing?s been [nothing?s been] said
And now I?m paying through the fucking nose
?Cause everybody knows I?m just the highest bidder
Hands red with the blood of my heroes
And the money I took from their children

I?ll lift my dress and you?ll say
?Hey, there?s a little kid in there.
Hey, there?s a little kid in there.?
Put ?em in the house with
Twenty foot walls and lock the doors.
[But you?re not the inspector!]
You built this church with stolen goods
[Oh please, inspector?]
You built this church with stolen goods
[Oh please, inspector?]
People get burned when the tables get turned
[Where?s your lie detector?]
You built this church with stolen goods
[Oh please, inspector?]

Do I have the right
To lift my dress up over my head?
I?ll lift it in the skies
?Cause nothing?s been [nothing?s been] said
And now I?m paying through the fucking nose
?Cause everybody knows I?m just the highest bidder
In the dying light
I lift my dress up over my head
In the dark, in the night
?Cause nothing?s been [nothing?s been] said
And now I?m paying through the fucking nose
?Cause Lord knows I?ve been turning bad tricks so?

You built this church with stolen goods
[Oh please, inspector?]
You built this church with stolen goods
[Oh please, inspector?]
People should burn when the tables get turned
[Where?s your lie detector?]
You built this church with stolen goods
[Oh please, inspector?]

And I?ll waaaaaaaave my courageous arms
Like a black flag in the night
When boys stoop to use other boys? jones
?Cause their mothers never raised ?em right
And you?ll wave your courageous arms
Like a black flag in the night
I?ll sing a verse and you?ll ring the alarm bells
Sometimes they sound kinda nice

And I?ll lift my dress over my head in the night
IS THAT ALRIGHT?
I?ll lift my dress over my head in the night
IS THAT ALRIGHT?
And I?ll wave my courageous arms
[Oooh-ooh?]
Like a black flag in the night
I?ll sing a verse and you can ring the alarm bells
Sometimes they sound kinda nice?

And in the dying light??