Constantines - Steal This Sound lyrics

File those nails and clip those wings 'Cause it's curtains for the cretins when they cut these strings It's some missionary complex that keeps me testifying It's time we steal these pennies back from the fountain We stole our voice from the Cigarette City underground We dug this noise from the gospel soil at Jonestown Our party employs no politician Our feuds are not commissioned We may not eat tonight We've sharpened our teeth, and we've made our lists Have you ever been haunted by the little shaking fists? It's some missionary complex that keeps me testifying It's time we steal these pennies back from the fountain Soon as they turn out the lights, the cradle's gonna rock tonight All the carpenters say: "I give you my only-ness, come and give me your tomorrow."