Crimes Lyrics - Singles - The Blood Brothers

And there's a fire on 

the Junk island where 

they send their garbage. 

Is anybody listening? 

After work we'll watch 

the seagulls diving in 

and out of the lashing towers of flame. 

It twinkles like a pile 

of rotting jewels left 

to bake in the sun. 

Is anybody listening? 

And we're just like those condom wrappers 

used up, torn up. 

Thrown away. 

And we're just like yesterday's headlines: 

drifting, floating, towards the blaze. 

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'If we rob the 

liquor store we could 

be in Tijuana by the crack of dawn. 

and if we rob the 

Mayor's mansion 

we could pawn his modern art and make a fortune. 

and if we rob the lonely widow, 

we could steal her credit cards 

and buy a cottage by the Ocean 

And we could swim in to Junk Island 

we'll burn up like the seagulls and the whiskey bottles. 

We're scrapped Valentines. 

We're tangerine rinds. 

We're Crimes, Crimes, Crimes, Crimes, Crimes. 

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And the children 

in the subway 

eating applecores. 

Is anybody listening? 

They're breathing paint out of plastic bags. 

Their mumbled mouths say: 

"Is anybody listening?" 

Oh-Ooh. Oh-Oooh.