Joy Division

Joy Division - Simon Joyner

That crucial filament is all but spent

And soon it will be dark in my basement

My heart is waxing the slick floor again

Hoping I'll slip and fall in love

Well she gave me the choice

To remain and rejoice

Or to recoil and rebel

Well papa this gravity attack

Yeah it's a gravity attack

And I can't seem to carry

Much less bury the past

Well your ex girlfriend

Said I was a terrible mess

She's got a real good

Head on her shoulders

When the singer spoke and confessed

He didn't really smoke cigarettes

She said her teenage brother smoldered

On a hotbed of coal

In a sterile white room

Underneath that joy division poster

He moaned papa

Sometimes I gotta vent my spleen

Sometimes I gotta vent my spleen

When I get shattered in the heart

And scattered in the brain

Well all the medicine in these sermons

Still can't keep

His brazen nose from turning

Because salvation it may come free of charge

But faith always costs him something

They say there's nothing as sacred

As the blood between brothers

When it's pricked from their thumbs

And exchanged beneath the covers

Well papa my brother is gone

Yeah my brother is gone

Can you tell me now how

I'm supposed to get along

Well you asked for a chorus

But you got a refrain

Yeah it's another sad song

That moves like a train

You can't whistle to it

But you can fast forward through it

Flick it off your shoulder

Like dead skin

They say my head on a plate

May curve the debate

About the unbearable high

Cost of living

But papa

Everything falls apart

Everything falls apart

Everything falls apart

Everything falls apart

And the grass will grow

As surely as they'll break your heart