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Broadripple Is Burning
Margot & the Nuclear So and So's Lyrics


Children, Broadripple is burning
And the girls are getting sick
Off huffing glue up in the bathroom
While your boyfriends pick up chicks
And darling I'm lost
I heard you whispering
That night in fountain square
The trashed filled streets made me wish we were heading home

There was love inside the basement
Where that woman used to lie
In a sleeping bag we shared upon
The floor most every night
And darling I'm drunk,
And everything that I have loved has turned to stone
So pack your bags and come back home

And I'm wasted
You can taste it
Don't look at me that way,
'Cause I'll be hanging from a rope
I will haunt you like a ghost

And if my woman was a fire,
She'd burn out before I wake,
And be replaced by pints of whiskey,
Cigarettes, and outer space
Then somebody moves
And everything you thought you had will go to shit
Well, we've got a lot
Don't ever forget that

And I wrote this on airplane where the people looked like eggs
And when a woman that you loved was gone,
She was bombing East Japan
And don't fucking move,
'Cause everything you thought you had will go to shit
We've got a lot
Don't you dare forget that

And I'm wasted
You can taste it
Don't look at me that way,
'Cause I'll be hanging from a rope
I will haunt you like a ghost

And I'm wasted
You can taste it
Don't look at me that way,
'Cause I'll be hanging from a rope
I will haunt you like a ghost

Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: RICHARD CHARLES EDWARDS

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SheLady00

Children, Broadripple is burning
And the girls are getting sick
Off huffing glue up in the bathroom
While your boyfriends pick up chicks.
And darling I'm lost.
I heard you whispering
That night in fountain square.
The trashed filled streets made me wish we were heading home.

There was love inside the basement
Where that woman used to lie
In a sleeping bag we shared upon
The floor almost every night.
And darling I'm drunk,
And everything that I have loved has turned to stone.
So pack your bags and come back home.

And I'm wasted.
You can taste it.
Don't look at me that way,
'Cause I'll be hanging from a rope.
I will haunt you like a ghost.

If my woman was a fire,
She'd burn out before I wake,
And be replaced by pints of whiskey,
Cigarettes, and outer space.
Then somebody moves
And everything you thought you had has gone to shit.
We've got a lot.
Don't ever forget that.

And I wrote this on an airplane where the people looked like eggs.
And when a woman that you loved was gone,
She was bombing East Japan.
And don't fucking move,
'Cause everything you thought you had will go to shit.
We've got a lot.
Don't you dare forget that.

And I'm wasted.
You can taste it.
Don't look at me that way,
'Cause I'll be hanging from a rope.
I will haunt you like a ghost.

And I'm wasted.
You can taste it.
Don't look at me that way,
'Cause I'll be hanging from a rope.
I will haunt you like a ghost.



All comments from YouTube:

anna

this song makes me miss people that don't even exist

Suru ocean

Elas existem Ana, nesse universo paralelo, talvez somos eu e meus amigos andando de skate em 2014, são essas lembranças que um dia foram minhas que talvez você sinta falta.

BeLight

Hey, they exist.

Dustin Arand

Google "anemoia"

Paris Marler

Yet

Michael Parker

@Juvonne Merriman shits right Juvonne Merriman! Nice selection! Wish i knew you because you must be cool for liking this music and vibrations!

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Intent

I love how this uses repetition but the repeated parts get more aggressive as it goes - darling I'm lost becomes darling I'm drunk, turned to stone becomes turned to shit, somebody moves becomes don't fuckin' move. Great lyricism there.

K Kaser

@zak fitzsimons YES

K Kaser

You should check out the band “La Dispute” they are a lot like your comment describes

Crystal M

@zak fitzsimons that was the first assignment I had in Freshman year of high school. We brought in lyrics from our favorite song, and discussed them as poems. It was a great ice breaker and a good way to transition into high school english.

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