Consequence Of Sounds Lyrics - Songs - Regina Spektor

My rhyme ain't good just yet 

My brain and tongue just met 

And they ain't friends so far 

My words don't travel far 

They tangle in my hair 

And tend to go nowhere 

They grow right back inside 

Right past my brain and eyes 

Into my stomach juice 

Where they don't serve much use 

No healthy calories 

Nutrition values 

And I absorb back in 

The words right through my skin 

They sit there festering 

Inside my bowels 

The consonants and vowels 

The consequence of sounds 

The consonants and vowels 

The consequence of sounds 

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Got a soundtrack in my mind 

All the time 

Kids screamin' from too much beat up 

And they don't even rhyme 

They just stand there, on a street corner 

Skin tucked in and meat side out and shouting 

I'd like to turn 'em down 

But there ain't no knob 

Born into picket fences 

Not into picket lines 

All this hippie shit's for the '60s 

and a cliché in our times, but 

What if one of these days your heart 

Will just stop ticking 

And they sort of just don't find you 

Till your cubicle is reeking? 

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The consonants and vowels 

The consequence of sounds 

The consonants and vowels 

The consequence of sounds 

Ahh ah ah ah ahh ah ahh ah ah ah, ah 

Ahh ah ah ah ahh ah ahh ah ah ah, ah 

Dan, t-t-dan, t-t-dan-dan-dan 

Dan, t-t-dan, t-t-dan-dan-dan 

Did you know that the gravedigger's still gettin' stuck in the machine 

Even though it's a whole other daydream? 

It's another town 

It's another world 

Where the kid's asleep 

And the loans are paid 

And the lawns are mowed 

What'd ya think 

All the gravediggers were gone 

Just 'cause one song is done? 

There's always another one 

Waiting right around the bend 

Till this one ends 

Then it begins 

Sqeaky clean 

And it starts all over again 

The weather report keeps on 

Tossing and turning 

Predicting and warning 

And warning and warning of 

Possible leakage from news publications, and 

Possible leakage from news TV stations; that 

Very same morning, right next to her coffee 

She noticed some bleeding and heard hollow coughing 

The National Geographic was being too graphic 

When all she had wanted to know was the traffic 

The world's got a nosebleed, it said 

And we're flooding, but we keep on cutting the trees and the forests! 

And we keep on paying those freaks on the TV 

Who claim they will save us, but want to enslave us, and 

Sweating like demons, they scream through our speakers 

But we leave the sound on 'cause silence is harder, and 

No one's the killer and no one's the martyr 

The world that has made us can no longer contain us 

And prophets are silent and rotting away, 'cause 

The consonants and vowels 

The consequence of sounds 

The consonants and vowels 

The consequence of sounds 

Ahh ah ah ah ahh ah ahh ah ah ah, ah 

Ahh ah ah ah ahh ah ahh ah ah ah, ah 

Dan, t-t-dan, t-t-dan-dan-dan-dan 

Dan, dan, t-t-dan, t-dan-dan 

My rhyme ain't good just yet 

My brain and tongue just met 

And they ain't friends so far 

My words don't travel far 

They tangle in my hair 

And tend to go nowhere 

They grow right back inside 

Right past my brain and eyes 

Into my stomach juice 

Where they don't serve much use 

No healthy calories 

Nutrition values 

And I absorb back in 

The words right through my skin 

They sit there festering inside my bowels 

The consonants and vowels 

The consequence of sounds 

The consonants and vowels 

The consequence of sounds