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Lenders In The Temple
Conor Oberst Lyrics


A short delay,
The parrot blues
Little voices mimic you
It's not so hard to make that sound

So watch your back,
The Ides of March
Cut your hair like Joan of Arc
Disguise your will
They'll find you out

And when they do,
Look out

There's money lenders inside the temple
That circus tiger's gonna break your heart
Something so wild turned into paper
If I loved you, well that's my fault

A bitch in heat,
The alpha male
Not something she'd ever tell
Except when she got deathly high

And out it came,
Like summer rain
Washed the cars and everything
Felt clean for just a little while

A telethon,
We drove down

The starving children they ain't got no mother
There's pink flamingos living in the mall
I'd give a fortune to your infomercial
If somebody would just take my call
Take my call
Take my call

Hello,
Patterns in my mind now moving slow
Sorrow all across the surface roads
Smoothing out the edges of the stone
The lights are out, where'd everybody go?
Alone

Erase yourself and you'll be free
Mendula destroyed by the sea
All we are is colored sand

So pay to ride the ferris wheel
Smile, all that you can feel
Is gratitude for what has been

Cause it did not,
Happen

There's money lenders inside the temple
That circus tiger's gonna break my heart
Something so wild turned into paper
If you loved me, then that's your fault

There's money lenders inside the temple
This crystal city's gonna fall apart
When all their power turns into vapor
If I miss you well that's my fault
That's my fault
That's my fault

Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: CONOR OBERST

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village joke

Sorry i had to be the one to do this.

A short delay,

The parrot blues
Little voices mimic you
It's not so hard to make that sound
So watch your back,
The Ides of March
Cut your hair like Joan of Arc
Disguise your will
They'll find you out
And when they do,
Look out
There's money lenders inside the temple
That circus tiger's gonna break your heart
Something so wild turned into paper
If I loved you, well that's my fault
A bitch in heat,
The alpha male
Not something she'd ever tell
Except when she got deathly high
And out it came,
Like summer rain
Washed the cars and everything
Felt clean for just a little while
A telethon,
We drove down
The starving children they ain't got no mother
There's pink flamingos living in the mall
I'd give a fortune to your infomercial
If somebody would just take my call
Take my call
Take my call
Hello,
Patterns in my mind now moving slow
Sorrow all across the surface roads
Smoothing out the edges of the stone
The lights are out, where'd everybody go?
Alone
Erase yourself and you'll be free
Mendula destroyed by the sea
All we are is colored sand
So pay to ride the ferris wheel
Smile, all that you can feel
Is gratitude for what has been
Cause it did not,
Happen
There's money lenders inside the temple
That circus tiger's gonna break my heart
Something so wild turned into paper
If you loved me, then that's your fault
There's money lenders inside the temple
This crystal city's gonna fall apart
When all their power turns into vapor
If I miss you well that's my fault
That's my fault
That's my fault



All comments from YouTube:

Jasmine G

every single song is a jewel. wow. forever

APOCALYPTO🎵

Greatest songwriter of all time

Jo March

"A telethon we drunk dialed."
One of the only lyricists around worth paying a lot of attention to.

Tommy Coyle

ah i never heard that lyric before. makes the "take my call" line make more sense now

Ray Anders

Songwriting prowess right here. These lyrics just refuse to shrink in to my subconscious, they grow more haunting and enriching as time goes on. Conor Oberst in all his incarnations, is still an incredibly consistent storyteller and musician.

kinetic blues

well said and nothing but truth....🙅‍♂️

Lo Gon

You'll never know how much I love your poetry thank you.

Meghan Scott

This has got to be one of the best god damned songs ever written.

Tommy Coyle

i see this comment on most of his songs lol :)

James Keith

I think the lyric is: sorrow all across the surface roads.

It takes a truly deep thinker to realize that the gospel writers were hinting at similar pain he had as a nonbeliever when they were motivated to craft the scene with Jesus in the temple. Conor takes that very real pain he shared with the author(s) and comes to a more sensible conclusion.

Unfortunately, as Conor understands, flipping tables isn't going to get rid of the money lenders. The trained animals (people) will always break a sensitive animal's heart. So, the problem is ultimately faced inwardly. This song is so incredible with how it handles that battle and the imagery it uses to elucidate the struggle. It's moving me deeply. I just keep keep hitting replay.

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