Letra de Satan Is The Whistler

Martin Tielli
Part 1: We Are the People from Earth
In my favorite dreams there are no human beings
There are no human beings to interrupt my dreams
Asleep behind the moon, there are no radio waves
Every time she speaks the words they taste too weak
By the time they leave the skull, they are already dead
They rise towards the moon
There are no radio waves
There are no radio waves there
We are the people from earth
Ascending through the clouds
Through the stratosphere in line ups and in piles
We are the people from Earth
We present ourselves as slaves
We come as volunteers with numbers on our faces
Part 2: The Whistler
Sitting by the fire at night
Flames dancing in our eyes
There was a song so long and high
Town moved in yesterday
Somewhere up in these hills
On orders to go far away
Helicoptors scared the moose away
Satan is the whistler
Up around the old ski lift
Something moving in the bushes by the toolshed
We heard a song so long and high
Bouncers came and snuffed the fire out
Nike, Evian, Blue
There's no smoking in the parking lot
Somewhere up in these hills
Starbucks in the windy peaks
Satan is the whistler