Andrew Sims - Voltaire lyrics

[Verse 1] The plans don't always how they go How it lands Water the plants bu*ton the coat Out of the house to go dance Down to the subway Sound of the train on the rails Sounding like bells Reminds hell to get out of the runway We all have the devil to pay He takes his cut I don't mind much But sometimes its over the quota Cobras in a karma coma My mind's on a kettle one and soda Before the coda My girl's on my arm, she takes enough for the both us The story said they found the wrong bones Looking for the ones that were lost Fold up the paper, leave on the seat This is our stop Something else is in the air Up on Voltaire Where the sweet scent from the bakery and the piss from the street pair A few more blocks and we're inside It's later than I thought They've already started their set I wonder, how much time do they got? She wants something neat, I want something rocks Barely made it to the bar By the time I heard the first pop [Chorus] In the name of what? I know, I know But you spill the wrong blood Sirens Mixing with the call to prayer Are you even there? [Verse 2] How could you defend the play? How could you not call it prey? How could you pray at all? Spray em all Blood to the floor Falls while we rush to the door Dragging her body Dragging her body by the arm Heard it was because of Charlie For the sons of Babylon's charms For the sins of our fathers' arms But we were not the ones making them calls We were just making it We were just making it just like y'all So absurd a verdict Didn't get to say goodbye I understand the circumstantial retribution But who gets to decide who deserves to [Chorus] In the name of what? I know, I know But you spill the wrong blood Sirens Mixing with the call to prayer Are you even there? [Outro] Trying to walk in the city of god Here I am in the city of man Standing on the same land